| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| I thought love was every thing
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| I believed in all the good things it would bring
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| But lately we have hurt each other bad
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| And I’m afraid to lose the loving that we had
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| I tried to make it good
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| I did the best I could, ooohooohooo
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry
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| I ask my mama: «What to do?
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| Is it just a passing thing we’re going through?»
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| She said: «Baby, don’t be blue
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| If you get through this, you know your love is true»
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| We tried to make it good
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| We did the best I could, ooohooohooo
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry
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| I tried to make it good, I did the best I could
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| We tried and tried, we cried and cried
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| We did the best we could
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| Ooohooohooo
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| Ohoho
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| Tell me mama, oho
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| Ooohooohooo
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| Ooohooohooo
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry?
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| Oh!
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| How can this be love if it makes us cry? |