| It’s all a matter of soul and fire
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| Infatuation or true desire
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| The thrill of discovery, divine intervention
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| Cruel, cruel change, pain of rejection
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| As you walk away, think of all the joy we shared
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| If you decide you need me, I’ll be wondering if I care
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| Not there to soothe your soul, friend to tender friend
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| I think our love is coming to an end
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| King persuader, congratulations
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| You share her heart, you bought her soul
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| Princess confusion, come to me again
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| Saying goodbye was so much fun
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| When you walk away, feel the freedom in your heart
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| There’s a joy in letting go, free to find a love apart
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| When I lose control, I need a kind, forgiving friend
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| But I think our love is coming to an end
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| I know our love is coming to an end |