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Love And Time

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 10.07.2012

She is alone again, wondering how her world could have been,
He's on the 'phone again, telling her he'll be working late,
"We're gonna have a real good life, the money keeps rolling in,
We can never really have enough," but he doesn't see,
What she wants is

Love and time, dreams and affection,
Love and time, hope and emotion;

She is alone again, wondering how her night could have been,
He's had to go again, leaving her at a table for two,
"I'm working on the next big thing, this is really what I'm living for,
You can stay and have another drink," he just doesn't see,
What she needs is

Love and time, dreams and affection,
Love and time, hope and emotion;

One day he'll wake up, and find out that she has gone away,
She'll be looking for

Love and time, dreams and affection,
Love and time, hope and emotion,
Love and time, dreams and affection,
Love and time, hope and emotion.


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