| I’ll Never Love You, any poor fool could love you
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| I’ll do much more, I’ll worship and adore you
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| When I surrender, I’ll bring words warm and tender
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| But no words I bring, will say the usual thing
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| The usual things I’ve sung, don’t expect to hear guitars
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| This magic we’ve begun, is something new and completely ours
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| No, I’ll never love you, not because I don’t love you
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| Darling, I’m more than just in love with you
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| When I surrender, I’ll bring words warm and tender
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| But no words I bring, will say the usual thing
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| The usual things I’ve sung, don’t expect to hear guitars
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| This magic we’ve begun, is something new and completely ours
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| No, I’ll never love you, not because I don’t love you
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| Darling, I’m more than just in love with you |