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I tried so hard, my dear, to show that she is my every dream |
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Yet she is afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme |
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A memory from her lonesome past keeps us so far apart |
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Why can't I free her doubtful mind and melt her cold, cold heart? |
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Another love before my time made her heart sad and blue |
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And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do |
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In anger unkind words are said that make the teardrops start |
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Why can't I free her doubtful mind and melt her cold, cold heart? |
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There was a time when I believed that she belong to me |
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But now I know her heart is shackled to a memory |
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The more I learn to care for her, the more we drift apart |
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Why can't I free her doubtful mind and melt her cold, cold heart? |
