| Maybe the hardest thing I’ve ever done
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| Was to walk away from you
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| Leaving behind the life that we’d begun
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| I split myself in two
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| Proud and alone, cold as stone
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| Rolling down that hill into the night
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| I could see the surprise and the hurt in your eyes
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| From behind each flashing city light and
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| Love needs a heart
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| And I need to find
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| If love needs a heart like mine
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| Love won’t come near me, she can’t even hear me
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| She walks past my vacancy sign
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| And love needs a heart, trusting and blind
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| I wish that heart was mine
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| Proud and alone, cold as a stone
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| I’m afraid to believe in the things I feel
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| I can cry with the best, I can laugh with the rest
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| But I’m never sure when it’s real
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| And it may be the hardest thing I’ve ever done
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| But apart from all that I hope to find
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| Where’s the heart that’s been looking for mine
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| I hope it finds me in time
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| Love needs a heart
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| And I need to find
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| If love needs a heart like mine |