| If we spent a week alone in Paris
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| Would we fall in love?
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| If we could recite the vows of marriage
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| Would we fall in love?
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| Remember how you started on a painting
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| Of us sitting on the moon?
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| Here from Earth it’s hard to see
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| My tiny figure sitting next to you
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| I’m not ready to be a father
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| Yes I know that the baby’s yours and mine
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| But I’m not staying one way or other
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| It’s your choice entirely
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| If we bought a Christmas tree together
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| Would we fall in love?
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| If we wrote down all we had in common
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| Would we fall in love?
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| If my lips could say the words «I love you»
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| Wouldn’t they come true?
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| Then I’d close my eyes and see that
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| I will never fall in love with you
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| I feel like running away is all I can do
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| No matter what happens to you
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| I’ll never know
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| But I know it’s not fair to you
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| And I never was fair to you
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| We weren’t ready to become lovers
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| Thought I saw love beneath a glass of wine
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| But finding love in a son or daughter is
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| Something else entirely |