| Oh my words, are always like whispers to her, they don't make us feel heard, they only make the heart hurt | |
| Oh the hours, don't pass away what is ours, we must grow these flowers with our own soul's power | |
| Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, drank it all up dry, | |
| Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, fell but not to die, | |
| Who are we to say we never had it good, we had every good thing like love | |
| they say that you forgot your heart where you would, never go, never go | |
| Oh the days, are so far from feeling raised, above all this madness we made, we got our love to save | |
| Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, drank it all up dry, | |
| Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, fell but not to die, | |
| Who are we to say we never had it good, we had every good thing like love | |
| they say that you forgot your heart where you would, never go, never go |
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