| Love walks into a bar
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| And gets you to buy her a drink
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| Love walks you out to the dancefloor
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| Right when the band starts to sing
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| Love walks you to a corner booth
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| Into her life and back through yours
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| Love walks you out to her car
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| Right up to her front door
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| Then love runs through your veins
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| Like the wax of a candle flame
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| The first time that she says your name
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| And you just come undone
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| Then love runs through her hair
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| Like your fingers while you stare
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| Into her eyes, thinking she might be the one
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| When love walks, love runs
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| Love walks you through the calling
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| The calling up of her old man
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| Love walks you down the sandy aisle
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| To put forever on her hand
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| Love walks you through the highs and lows
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| Love walks you to your knees
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| Love walks you over that burning bridge
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| Between the fights and «I'm sorry"s
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| Then love runs through your veins
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| A little less night, a little more day
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| There’s still a fire, there’s still a flame
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| And you know she’s still the one
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| Then love runs you crazy like
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| A runaway train that runs your life
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| Way too fast and reckless, like a bullet from a gun
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| Love walks, love runs
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| One day love turns into war
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| Says, «I can’t do this anymore»
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| Then one day, love walks out the door
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| Then love runs, fast as it can
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| After those tail lights for one more chance
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| Waving your broken heart in your hands
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| That kind of coming undone
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| Then love runs down your face
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| And it won’t stop until she hits the brakes
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| And you’re holding her in your arms
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| 'Til that black sky turns to sun
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| Whoa
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| Love walks, love runs
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| Love walks, love runs
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| Whoa, yeah
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| Whoa, oh
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| Love walks, love runs |