| Love came to me
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| Gay and tender
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| Love came to me
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| Sweet surrender
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| Love came to me
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| In bright romantic splendor
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| Fickle was she
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| Faithful never
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| Fickle was she
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| And clever
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| So will it be, forever, forever
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| Softly, as in a morning sunrise
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| The light of love comes stealing
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| Into a new born day, oh
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| Flaming with all the glow of sunrise
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| A burning kiss is sealing
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| The vow that all betray
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| For the passions that thrill love
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| And lift you high to heaven
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| Are the passions that kill love
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| And let you fall to hell
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| So ends the story
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| Softly, as in an evening sunset
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| The light that gave you glory
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| Will take it all away |