| If love is all we looking for, then why can’t it be seen?
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| If truth is our ambition, then why do liars win?
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| If the words that I am writing are never read by you
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| What’s the use?
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| If noone knows the answers, why do we ask again?
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| If every love is ending, why do we hope in vain?
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| If the songs that I am writing are never heard by you
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| What’s the use?
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| If true love happens easily, then why are we apart?
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| Someone somewhere has to know the answer
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| If promises were broken, too much we left unspoken
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| Why do I still wish you were the savior of my heart?
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| If I could paint a picture of harmony and grace
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| In colours of the rainbow I’d paint your pretty face
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| But if you would never see it, and you wouldn’t, that’s the truth
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| What’s the use?
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| Yes, noone said it’s easy, noone said it (would) be so hard
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| Can anybody tell me how to mend a broken heart
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| If the things that we hold on to are the only ones we lose
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| What’s the use?
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| If true love happens easily, then why are we apart?
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| Someone somewhere has to know the answer
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| If promises were broken, too much we left unspoken
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| Why do I still wish you were the savior of my heart?
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| Yes, after all I wish you were the savior of my heart
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| If true love happens easily … |