| There have been others, but they’re not like you
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| Not like you at all
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| Each one reminding, just reminding, never finding one to touch the dream I
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| still recall
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| There may be others, yes, but not like you
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| I must pass them by
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| No matter how I try, your memory will not die
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| And so I can’t get started, I grow so empty hearted
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| For I know I’ll find a love, but not like you
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| No matter how I try, your memory will not die
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| And so I can’t get started, I grow so empty hearted
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| For I know I’ll find a love, but not like yours! |