| We could change the whole story of love
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| Same old play I’m getting tired of
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| No more acting these predictable roles
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| Just us living unconditional love
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| And we’d be real love
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| And see a real love story unfolding
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| Faded cliches and makeup
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| Dancing and singing, scripted delight
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| Every act ends in break-up
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| That same old boring story I’ve played too many nights
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| The curtain and I fall when
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| Fake arrows strike my heart
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| Oh but oh, if some magic should find me
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| Like the magic in our eyes, oh
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| If your eyes would invite me, oh
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| We could change the whole story of love
|
| Same old play I’m getting tired of
|
| No more acting these predictable roles
|
| Just us living unconditional love
|
| And we’d be real love
|
| And see a real love story unfolding
|
| We could change the whole story of love
|
| Same old play I’m getting tired of
|
| No more acting these predictable roles
|
| Just us living unconditional love
|
| And we’d be real love
|
| And see a real love story unfolding
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| Be my finale, waiting
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| Off in the wings to sing the last song
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| And when we’re done pretending
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| Throw me a white bouquet
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| Oh I’d close the curtain behind me
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| And enclose me in your arms, oh
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| If your arms would invite me, oh
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| We could change the whole story of love
|
| Same old play I’m getting tired of
|
| No more acting these predictable roles
|
| Just us living unconditional love
|
| And we’d be real love
|
| And see a real love story unfolding
|
| We could change the whole story of love
|
| Same old play I’m getting tired of
|
| No more acting these predictable roles
|
| Just us living unconditional love
|
| And we’d be real love
|
| And see a real love story unfolding
|
| We could change the whole story of love
|
| Same old play I’m getting tired of
|
| No more acting these predictable roles
|
| Just us living unconditional love
|
| And we’d be real love
|
| And see a real love story unfolding |