Anyone who ever loved could look at me
and know that I love you.
Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me
and know I dream of you,
knowing I love you so.
Anyone who had a heart
would take me in his arms and love me, too.
You couldn't really have a heart and hurt me,
like you hurt me and be so untrue.
What am I to do ?
Every time you go away, I always say
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