| I’ve watched your face for a long time
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| It’s always the same
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| I’ve studied the cracks and the wrinkles
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| You were always so vain
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| But now you live your life like a shadow
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| In the pouring rain
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| Oh, it’s called love
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| Yes, it’s called love
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| Oh, it’s called love
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| And it belongs to us
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| Oh, it dies so quickly, it grows so slowly
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| But when it dies, it dies for good
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| It’s called love
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| And it belongs to everyone but us
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| I’ve lived my life in the valleys
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| I’ve lived my life on the hills
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| I’ve lived my life on alcohol
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| I’ve lived my life on pills
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| But it’s called love
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| And it belongs to us
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| It’s called love
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| And it’s the only thing that’s worth living for
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| It’s called love
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| And it belongs to us
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| It’s called love
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| Yes, it’s called love
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| Oh, love is found in the east and the west
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| But when love is at home, it’s the best
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| Love is the cure for every evil
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| Love is the air that supports the eagle
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| It’s called love
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| And it’s so uncool
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| It’s called love
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| And somehow it’s become unmentionable
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| It’s called love
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| And it belongs to everyone of us
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| It’s called love
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| And it cuts your life like a broken knife, no
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| Love, love, love love love
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| It’s called love and it belongs to us
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| It’s called love, love, love love love
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| It’s called love and it belongs to everyone but us |