| Isn’t life strange
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| A turn of the page
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| Can read like before
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| Can we ask for more
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| Each day passes by How hard man will try
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| The sea will not wait
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| You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry
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| Wish I could be in your heart
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| To be one with your love
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| Wish I could be in your eyes
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| Looking back there your were and here we are
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| Isn’t love strange
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| A word we arrange
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| With no thought or care
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| Maker of despair
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| Each breath that we breathe
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| With love we must weave
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| To make us as one
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| You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry
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| Wish I could be in your heart
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| To be one with your love
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| Wish I could be in your eyes
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| Looking back there you were, and here we are
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| Isn’t life starnge
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| A turn of the page
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| A book without light
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| Unless with love we write
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| To throw it away
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| To lose just a day
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| The quicksand of time
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| You know it makes me wqnt to cry cry, cry
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| Wish I could be in your heart
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| To be one with your love
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| Wish I could be in your eyes
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| Looking back there you were and here we are |