| is love a flower, that a boy gives to a girl?
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| or is it an hour, of forgetting about the world
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| is love an evening, and a sky full of popcorn?
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| or is it a street light, and a shadow of a couple
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| or is the reason why i’m crying with your picture on the shelf,
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| or is it why i’m lying to myself
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| when now it’s so pure
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| sometimes i’m not sure
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| how can i know if it’s true?
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| and that’s what drives me crazy, crazy
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| is love a smile, that you wear when you see me?
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| or is it a tile, that you and i can see
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| is love a sunset, and our footprints in the sand
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| or is it the moment, when you hold on to my hand
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| or is it the reason why i’m lying all alone here on my bed
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| or is why i can’t get you out of my head?
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| when now it’s so pure
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| sometimes i’m not sure
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| how can i know if it’s true
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| and that’s what drives me crazy, crazy
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| crazy, crazy |
| i’m sure that no one is perfect
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| but you seem so close
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| i’m sure that we can make it
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| i just don’t know how
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| i’m sure that no one is perfect
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| but you seem so close
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| i’m sure that we can make it
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| but i wish i knew how
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| when now it’s so pure
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| sometimes i’m not sure
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| how can i know it’s true?
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| when now it’s so pure
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| sometimes i’m not sure
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| how can i know if it’s true?
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| maybe i love love love love you
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| and that’s what drives me crazy, crazy
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| crazy, crazy |