You said I'm stubborn and I never give in I think you're stubborn 'cept you're always softening You say I'm selfish, I agree with you on that I think you're giving out in way too much in fact You say I've known you longer my dear You like to be so close,

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Take these crazy hearts Can't you hear the noise? Get out of those lonely arms, my dear And turn into the morning light You've been waiting for so long Need to get yourselves from going Need to get ourselves from

You use your words as a weapon dear But your blades don't hurt when you have no fear You think that you're deep under my skin You're trying to keep me suffering If you use your words as a weapon Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears I feel your knife as

I'm all for you body and soul My life a wreck you're making I'd gladly surrender myself to you body and soul My heart is sad and lonely For you I sigh, for you dear only Why haven't you seen it I spend my days in longing And wondering why it's me you're

If you're not in it for love Let me make it clear To you my dear If you're not If you're not in it for life In it for love Willin' to give it all you got I'm outta here! Mind if I sit down?

My yesterday was blue dear Today I'm a part of you dear My lonely nights are through dear Since you said you were mine Oh, what a difference a day makes There's a rainbow before me Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss That thrilling

Do I love you, do I? Will I leave you never? Could the ocean leave the shore? Will I worship you forever? Isn't Heaven forever more? Oh, my dear, it's so easy to see Don't you know I do? Don't I show you I do Just as you love me? Doesn't one and one make

They made rules for fools, so get wise Where were you last night? Dear mummy, dear daddy, You had plans for me, I was your only son. And long before this baby boy could count to three, You knew just what he would become.

My love must be a kind of blind love I can't see anyone but you And dear, I wonder if you find love An optical illusion, too? Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright Cause I only have eyes for you, dear The moon may be high But I