On a postcard by a glass of wine
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In a small cafe just outside of Paris
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By a rope swing danglin in the breeze
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Carved in the bark of a dogwood tree in Kansas
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Someone took a chance
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Someone let it show
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Someone had to get it out, let somebody know
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Somebody wrote love in a permanent way
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Somebody wrote love and the world was changed
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Just a simple word but it can do so much,
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In a space, where nothing was
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Somebody wrote love
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Somebody wrote love
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With a red crayon on a notebook sheet
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Spelled out with a backwards ¡°e¡± in first grade
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On a overpass out side of town
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Hearts, spray painted around, two names
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Someone took a chance
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Someone let it show
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Since I met you girl, I want the world to know
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Somebody wrote love in a permanent way
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Somebody wrote love and the world was changed
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Just a simple word but it can do so much,
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In a space, where nothing was
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Somebody wrote love
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In the way that you love me,
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In the things that you do,
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When you first took hold of me, baby that¡¯s when I knew¡¦
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Somebody wrote love in a permanent way
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Somebody wrote love and my world was changed
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Just a simple word but it can do so much,
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In a space, where nothing was
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Somebody wrote love
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(on a postcard by a glass of wine, in a small cafe just outside of Paris)
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Somebody wrote love
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(by a rope swing danglin in the breeze, carved in the bark of a dogwood tree in Kansas)
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Somebody wrote love¡¦..
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(with a red crayon on a notebook sheet, spelled out with a backwards ¡°e¡± in first grade)
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Somebody wrote love
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Somebody Wrote Love
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| George Canyon |
