| People rush, people run, working hard to make a dime,
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| They’d be happy but they never find the time,
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| Well aware that something’s missing but they never seem to find
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| That love’s the magic potion that can ease the troubled mind.
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| I woke up this morning had a private serenade,
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| From a robin sitting on my window sill.
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| Long live love, love sweet love.
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| There was once a little boy i used to run and hide from,
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| Never thought that he could make me feel this way.
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| Long live love, love sweet love.
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| Bridge:
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| I look at lots of people, in the world today,
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| And wonder in amasement, how i ever felt this way.
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| There’s some flowers growing in a garden on the corner,
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| Never noticed them until the other day.
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| Long live love, love sweet love.
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| People rush, people run, working hard to make a dime,
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| They’d be happy but they never find the time,
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| Well aware that something’s missing but they never seem to find
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| That love’s the magic potion that can ease the troubled mind
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| Long live love, love sweet love,
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| Long live love, love sweet love,
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| Long live love, love sweet love, etc. |