| I’m sitting down here and I’m feeling annoyed
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| All those months of fun and joy
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| All there’s left is sorrow and pain
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| Where have you gone, I’m going insane
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| And the road swallowed your name
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| And the memory still remains
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| Saying love is a wonderful thing
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| It can’t fly on a broken wing
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| And the road swallowed your name
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| And the memory still remains
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| Saying love is a wonderful thing
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| It can’t fly on a broken wing
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| It’s the heartaches baby hitting again
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| I ain’t wearing no mask to prove I’m a man
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| Blind folded morning, day begins
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| Still thinking about you baby and your brown velvet skin
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| And the road swallows your name
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| And the memory still remains
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| Saying love is a wonderful thing
|
| It can’t fly on a broken wing
|
| And the road swallowed your name
|
| And the memory still remains
|
| Saying love is a wonderful thing
|
| It can’t fly on a broken wing
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| I’m sitting down here and I’m feeling annoyed
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| All those months of fun and joy
|
| But all there’s left is sorrow and pain
|
| Where have you gone, I’m going insane
|
| And the road swallows your name
|
| And the memory still remains
|
| Saying love is a wonderful thing
|
| It can’t fly on a broken wing
|
| And the road swallows your name
|
| And the memory still remains
|
| Saying love is a wonderful thing
|
| It can’t fly on a broken wing |