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When love comes over you Then we'd go running on faith All of our dreams would come true And our world will be right When love comes over me and you Lately I've been running on faith What else can a poor boy do? But my world will be right

When your mind's made up And you call, call There's no point trying to change it So, if you want something Then'll come running To fight, and I'll be at your door When there's something worth running for There's no point trying to stop it You see, you're

When your mind's made up There's no point trying to change it And you call, call Then I'll come running So, if you want something To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for There's no point trying to stop it, you see You're