| Break us down by our elements and you might think he failed
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| We’re not copper for one penny or even iron for one nail
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| And a dollar would be plenty to buy twenty of us Until true love is added to these handfuls of dust
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| Handful of dust handful of dust sums up the richest and poorest of us True love makes priceless the worthless whenever it’s added to a handful of dust
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| However small though our worth may be when shared between two hearts
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| Is even more than it would ever be measured on its own apart
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| And our half what it could be is now twice what it was
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| When true love is added to these handfuls of dust
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| Handful of dust…
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| Handful of dust… |