| If today the sun should set on all my hopes and cares
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| There is one whose smiling face the gods would see
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| 'Cause he’ll walk along beside me up those golden stairs
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| Oh, they’ll never take his love from me
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| Well, I thought I’d make him happy if I stepped aside
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| But I knew his love would never set me free
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| And even on the day he took another to be his bride
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| I said they’ll never take his love from me
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| I’m so thankful for each golden hour of happiness
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| That we shared together in the used to be
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| Someone else’s arms may hold him now in fond caress
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| But they’ll never, never take his love from me
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| What a fool I was to go break the trust he gave
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| And to see his love turn into sympathy
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| It’s the one regret I’ll carry with me to my grave
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| Oh, they’ll never, ever take his love from me |