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In the back of your car |
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Where the light from the stars |
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Caught our eyes in a moment of blue |
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It was then that I knew |
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All my feelings were true |
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And what lovers like us have to do |
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I looked at the time |
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And the time ran so fast |
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Like an arrow that flies to the heart |
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And I thought that a lifetime |
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Would not be enough time |
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To delight in this pleasure so dark |
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Lovers are mortal |
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Their hearts are the size of night clouds |
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Lovers are mortal |
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Their actions are jealous and proud |
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Lovers are losers |
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And who knows the bruises they bear |
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For lovers are mortal |
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As frail as the breath that they share |
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In the shadows of doorways |
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Where lovers are always |
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The victims of torches and chance |
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I would hold you so near |
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'til the scent of your hair |
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Sent me reeling my mind in a trance |
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Oh I still can recall |
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The soft music of rain falling |
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Silver and cool in the night |
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And it washed through our love |
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Like a river in flood |
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Like an ocean of tears shining bright |
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And I like to believe |
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That the memories we weave |
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Are the bittersweet echoes of dreams |
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In the evening their call strays |
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From yesterdays hallways |
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Like the faraway chimes on the breeze |
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Lovers are mortal |
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Their hearts are the size of night clouds |
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Lovers are mortal |
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Their actions are jealous and proud |
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Lovers are losers |
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And who knows the bruises they bear |
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For lovers are mortal |
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As frail as the breath that they share |
