| If I ever fall in love like this again
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| Please don’t tell me how it happens
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| Don’t go through the motions
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| Like we’re just drops in the oceans
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| Don’t try to tell me all your previous devotions
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| Unless you can let him go
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| If I ever fall in love like this again
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| We’ll make molehills out of mountains
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| We trust in our conscience
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| To not pull any punches
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| And We’ll ride our bikes down to late afternoon lunches
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| And we’ll try to take it slow
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| Of all these men he’s only one
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| Of all these men whose cold feet run
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| Of all these men who stand and face what went wrong
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| Who would wait like him to love like this again
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| If I go south and you go north
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| I get sick of all the back and forth
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| So I untie my horse and let them go
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| But he just stands there with a face full of blank stares
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| As if to tell me he’s not going anywhere
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| Unless he’s going with you
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| If I ever fall in love like this again
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| Please don’t wake me in the morning
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| Of all these men he’s only one
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| Of all these men whose cold feet run
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| Of all these men who stand and face what went wrong |
| Who would wait like him to love like this again |