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Break us down by our elements and you might think he failed |
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We're not copper for one penny or even iron for one nail |
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And a dollar would be plenty to but twenty of us |
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Until true love si added to these handfuls of dust |
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Handful of dust, handful of dust |
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Sums up therichest and poorest of us |
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True love makes priceless the worthless |
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Whenever it's added to a handful of dust |
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However small thought out worth may be when shared |
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Between two hearts |
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Is even more than it would ever be, measured on its own apart |
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And our half what it could be is now twice what it was |
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When true love is aded to these handfuls of dust |
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Handful of dust, handful of dust |
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Sums up therichest and poorest of us |
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True love makes priceless the worthless |
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Whenever it's added to a handful of dust |
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Handful of dust, handful of dust |
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Sums up therichest and poorest of us |
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True love makes priceless the worthless |
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Whenever it's added to a handful of dust |
