| Love is like a neverending melody
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| Poets have compared it to a symphony
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| A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon
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| But our song of love is slightly out of tune
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| Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch
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| Now the orchestration doesn’t seem so rich
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| It seems to me you’ve changed the tune we used to sing
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| Like the bossanova love should swing
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| We used to harmonize two souls in perfect time
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| Now the song is different and the words don’t even rhyme
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| Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon
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| And what good is a heart that is slightly out of tune?
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| Tune your heart with mine the way it used to be
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| Join with me in harmony and sing a song of love
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| We’re bound to get in tune again before too long
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| There’ll be no Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely
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| Then you won’t be slightly out of tune, you’ll sing along with me |