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I was thirty-seven |
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You were seventeen |
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You were half my age |
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The youth i'd never seen |
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Unlikely people meeting in a dream |
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Heaven only knows the way it should have been |
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Here today my tomorrow |
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Where you lead i will follow |
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All that kissing |
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No passion missing |
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Come live with me |
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Kiss the boys goodbye |
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Dinner parties followed |
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And all my age implies |
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My friends began to talk |
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I began to realise |
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If half the things they say |
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Are quarter true of me |
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Then how can i eclipse the youth |
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You gave to set me free |
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There was something in your smile |
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That was hard to reconcile |
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The time had come to testify to reason |
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Though years will not erase |
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Remembrance of those days |
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At least there's no submission to hearts treason |
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Here today my tomorrow |
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No more shame only sorrow |
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All that kissing |
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There's something missing |
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Come live with me |
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Kiss the boys goodbye |
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Now there's nothing left to cry for |
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And there's nowhere left to go |
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Just another hopeless fight |
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But how were we to know |
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The strong are sometimes wrong |
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But the weak are never free |
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The choice we made we can't evade |
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Don't try to follow me |
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Here today my tomorrow |
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No more pain only sorrow |
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All that kissing |
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There's something missing |
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Come live with me |
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Kiss the boys goodbye |
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Come live with me |
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Kiss the boys goodbye |
