| you see it,
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| I told you,
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| that ours would not last like this,
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| that ours would not last like this.
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| Look I told you
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| that the street of affection,
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| runs in double lane.
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| Because the one who gives,
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| and he never receives,
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| one day he gets tired.
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| remember it well,
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| I warned you that the reason does not have to be yours,
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| it doesn't always have to be yours.
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| He lives, and learns,
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| and remember that you have to be,
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| thankful for luck.
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| Because he who believes that he has a lot,
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| and he doesn't take care of it,
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| and he doesn't take care of it,
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| one day he loses it...
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| We lost our love
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| we have to look for it
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| if at last
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| we want to find it,
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| tell me what are we going to do with him,
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| I was walking around here
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| I saw him when he left;
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| But he didn't say where,
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| God knows where he hides,
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| maybe he won't come back again.
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| What are we going to do,
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| we lost our love.
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| We lost our love...
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| look at you,
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| what is earned by not caring,
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| what is wanted,
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| for not caring,
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| what is wanted.
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| It lives,
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| And learn,
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| and remember that you have to be grateful to luck,
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| because love,
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| he gets offended right away,
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| and if you throw it away,
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| and if you throw it away,
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| it goes,
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| and it doesn't come back...
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| We lost our love
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| we have to look for it
|
| if at last
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| we want to find it,
|
| tell me what are we going to do with him,
|
| I was walking around here
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| I saw him when he left;
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| But he didn't say where,
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| God knows where he hides,
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| maybe I won't come back again.
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| What are we going to do,
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| we lost our love.
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| We lost our love... |