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Called This Love
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We called this love because we didn’t know what it was
Until it had started and by then it was too late to stop
We called this love because we didn’t know what it was
Until we let ourselves in from the cold, cold winters day
You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s almost gone
Don’t know if it’s where you’ve ended up or if it’s where you belong
We called this love because we didn’t know what it was
Only what we had been, had been told, told it was wrong
But the sparks behind your eyes flitter at mine and they silently dance
And intertwine and conspire to call this love
You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s almost gone
Don’t know if it’s where you’ve ended up or if it’s where you belong
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The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And it's written years ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
Because I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings
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Cold is the night without you here
just your absence ringing in my ears
hard is the heart that feels no fear
without the bad, the good disappears
Long is the road that leads me home
and longer still when I walk alone
bitter is the thought of all that time
spent searching for something I'll never find
Take this burden away from me
and bury it before it buries me
Many are the days I've wanted to cease
lay myself down and find some relief
heavy is the head that gets no sleep
we carry our lives around in our memories
Take away this apathy
and bury it before it buries me
Steady is the hand that's come to terms
with the lessons it has had to learn
I've seen the things that I must do
but Lord, this road is meant for two
so I am waiting here for you
Take this burden away from me
and bury it before it buries me
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When I am buried don't visit my grave
God cannot save me from the sins I've embraced
Pay your respects at that old liquor store
Where I won the battle, but I lost the war.
You mine for silver, and I pan for gold
You keep yours hidden, while all my are sold
You tell the truth, and I lie and I barter
And I drink and I cry, and I pass out at night
I've always cheated, though I've never stolen no
I've wanted things that you ain't never thought of
Pay your respects to that gambling' score
Where I won the battle, and I lost the war
They always told me when death came my sins would be
Cast out forgotten, laid to rest with my body
Pay your respects to that old church-house door
Where I won the battle, and I lost the war.
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