| Love it is love
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| Just the star of love
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| Sings how only you do
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| Soon it’s funny, sex
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| We all want love
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| To want the same thing as you
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| And now it is dark
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| See the stars seem to starve
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| Feasting deeply for hurt
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| Soon it’s funny, sex
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| We all want love
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| To want the same thing as you
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| We never tried
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| We, we lost the glory
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| We missed our chance to choose
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| Because we dallied
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| Oh, oh, we touched the sacred thing
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| (We touched the sacred love)
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| We never tried
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| We, we lost the glory
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| We missed our chance to choose
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| Because we dallied
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| Oh, oh, we touched the sacred thing
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| (We touched the sacred love)
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| Come, love is lost
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| The smell of paint lingers
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| Next to your house
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| Soon it’s funny, sex
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| We all want love
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| To want the same thing as you
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| Love it is lonely
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| Like hurt in an egg
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| Can make a sticky black mark
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| Soon it’s funny, sex
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| We all want love
|
| To want the same thing as you
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| We never tried
|
| We, we lost the glory
|
| We missed our chance to choose
|
| Because we dallied
|
| Oh, oh, we touched the sacred thing
|
| (We touched the sacred love)
|
| We never tried
|
| We, we lost the glory
|
| We missed our chance to choose
|
| Because we dallied
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| Oh, oh, we touched the sacred thing
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| (We touched the sacred love)
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| Once did go others in a day
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| All sighing over a bitter, early death
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| We lost the glory
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| Once did go others in a lay (lost in glory)
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| All sighed, «You're a harmony of love»
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| We lost the glory |