| He said, «Baby I’m done,» and he pushed back his plate
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| Sky was as dark as the hour was late
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| Took the fat with the lean and the hot with the cold
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| But I’m looking for love
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| Love, hungry for love
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| I’ll go down by the river where the silver moon shines
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| I’ll read my reflection like the book of my mind
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| 'Cause I’ve been dreaming' of rainbows and rumours of gold
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| I’ve been dreaming' of love
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| Love, dreaming' of love
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| And I’ll sing for you now as I’m going away
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| You can hold to what’s broken the rest of your days
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| Or let go of the vow
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| To have and to hold
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| I went to my neighbour to show him my heart
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| Oh, I knew it was over before I could start
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| 'Cause there’s friends of the heart, and there’s friends of the road
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| And the passing of love
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| Love, and the passing of love
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| Love, and the passing of love
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| I don’t know what you think, I don’t hear what you say
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| All the tales that I spun at the end of the day
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| Walk a mile in my shoes
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| A life with my soul
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| The woods are alive with the murmur of spring
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| The snow melts away and the creeks start to sing
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| When the shepherd’s asleep the black sheep leads the fold
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| Gone looking for love
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| Love, looking for love
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| Love, looking for love
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| Love, looking for love
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| Love |