| Often love ends in sadness
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| It burns and bleeds and breaks before it bends
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| Look at what we’ve built from all the madness
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| You are my beginning, you’re my end
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| It was always you and me
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| I loved you at twenty-three
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| What’s the word for how I feel about you now?
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| Feel like Paris on the night
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| When I promised you my life
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| Look forever, you might find
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| Amanda
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| Young lovers covet the beginning
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| They’d feign to find the fire ever fake
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| The lesson that we’ve learned over and again
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| Is pain and pleasure both are worth the same
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| It was always you and me
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| I loved you at twenty-three
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| What’s the word for how I feel about you now?
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| When the kids have gone to sleep
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| And I’m making us a drink
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| Raising babies, chasing dreams
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| Amanda
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| It was always you and me
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| I loved you at twenty-three
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| What’s the word for how I feel about you now?
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| When I’m getting old and gray
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| And I’m counting up my days
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| The last word that I’ll say
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| Amanda
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| A name so sweet
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| It sings like a melody
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| Brings me peace
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| It brings me peace |