| The dream of love is over
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| Today we said goodbye
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| We parted not in anger
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| Though tears came in her eyes
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| It was just as fate decreed, dear
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| That we should never wed
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| Yet in her heart she loved me
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| She married wealth instead
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| One little word could’ve changed my future life
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| One little word could’ve made her my wife
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| Too late, too late, now my fondest hopes are dead
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| One little word, that word was never said
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| Since school days we had been sweethearts
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| She was her father’s pride
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| Her folks lived in a mansion
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| Our cottage by its side
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| Though years have brought their changes
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| The same old love tale told
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| She wed to please her parents
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| A man of wealth and gold |