(Kent LaVoie)
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Why can't I turn and walk away
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Why am I looking for one more thing to say
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My heart has nailed my feet to the floor
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I cannot make my body move towards the door
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This old love sure is hard to kill
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It just wants to stay alive
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This old love has an iron will
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It just will not die
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Just when we think it's finally gone
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We find a little string that
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Keeps it hanging on
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Then we both pull until we ache
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But I don't think that string is
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Ever gonna break
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This Old Love
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| Lobo |
