| All the things I used to do
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| Don’t seem to mean much anymore
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| Every face and every place
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| Were lost along the way
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| I’m sitting here all by myself
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| Looking in the mirror
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| Holding an old photograph
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| Of how it used to be
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| Everything comes from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true
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| Time changes pride from the heart
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| It’s all from the heart
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| All the words I used to say
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| Don’t seem to mean much anymore
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| Every hurt and every word
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| Were bought along the way
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| I’m sitting here all by myself
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| Looking out the window
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| Playing an old record
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| The same old melody
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| I tell you
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| Every word comes from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true
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| Time mends each hurt from the heart
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| It’s all from the heart
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| There’s no need to hide inside
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| The old world anymore
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| You’re standing here right next to me
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| I turn to you and smile
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| I tell you
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| Love, it begins from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true
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| Time changes pride from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true
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| Every word comes from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true
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| Time mends each hurt from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true
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| Love, it begins from the heart
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| I believe that it’s true |