love is just a word
Love, there’s nothing more to say Every words already been written Every chord, already played You, make everything make sense Every melody ...
Love, there’s nothing more to say Every words already been written Every chord, already played You, make everything make sense Every melody ...
When the days are cold And the cards all fold And the saints we see Are all made of gold ...
I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling ...
Got a job at a dead-end placeI was happy just getting paidStarted smoking ten years too lateDidn't know life could ...
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