| As I wandered past through the old grey house
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| And the children laughed for they’d found me out
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| And the silly things I do when I’m around you
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| Make for wanting to believe that I had found you
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| And if Sunday rain
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| And if Sunday rain
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| And if Sunday rain
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Just like I won’t forget your face
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| When I awake to find you here
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| Oh my lover won’t you get away?
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| Love or loathe, I need to feel again
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| It won’t hurt to find love in the wrong place
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| I’ve been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
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| It won’t hurt to choose the path that we all walk along
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| Oh my lord I pray for just one day
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| Love or loathe, I need to feel again
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| It won’t hurt to find love in the wrong place
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| I’ve been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
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| It won’t hurt to choose the path that we all walk along
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| When you love, and your love, it could never lie
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| Oh, when you love, and your love it could never die
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| Oh, when you love, and your love it could never lie
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| Oh, when you love, and your love it could never die
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| Oh, hymn for her
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| Oh, hymn for her
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| Oh, hymn for her
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| Oh, hymn for her
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| It won’t hurt to find love in the wrong place
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| I’ve been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
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| It won’t hurt to find love in the wrong place
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| I’ve been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
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| It won’t hurt to choose the path that we all walk along
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| Oh my lord I pray for just one day
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| Love or loathe, I need to feel again |