On the first day
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Of our love
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You brought me incense and a flower
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On the first day
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How could we know
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That ours was a love that would not last
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Ooooh ooooooh
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Oooooooooooooooo
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There is nothing left to do or say
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We tried our very best
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And as we clear away
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All the scraps of our happiness
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I feel an ache in my chest
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Take all my loves
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My loves
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Take them unto thee
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On the last day
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Of this romance
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Our flame will blush till it burns out
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Ooooh ooooooh
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Oooooooooooooooo
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There is nothing left to build it up
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The river has run dry
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But as we clear away
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All the scraps of our happiness
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I have one more tear to cry
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Ooooh ooooooh
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Oooooooooooooooo
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There is nothing left to do or say
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We tried our very best
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And as we clear away
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All the scraps of our happiness
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I feel an ache in my chest
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There is nothing left to save our love
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We cannot bring it back
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And as we clear away
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All the scraps of our happiness
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It fades to black
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Last Day Of Our Love
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| The Bird And The Bee |
