You say you're gonna phone,
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I spend the whole day waiting at home,
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It's just the old same fools game. Sold on trying once more,
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But I'm still cold from something before,
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With people usin', losin' .
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It could be paradise,
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It could be love.
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And I could sacrifice,
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You're all have.
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Oh dear what can I do?
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Seem to spend my whole life makin' love to you,
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To you.
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Oh dear what can I say?
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Can't get over my nights, you've taken my day,
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My day.
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Thinking where it will end,
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And I start sinkin' over again,
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Who to rely on, cry on?
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Slowly losin' my mind,
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I know I'm only wastin' my time,
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But now it's too late,
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I'll wait.
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It could be paradise.
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It could be love.
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And I could sacrifice,
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You're all have.
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Oh dear what can I do?
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Seem to spend my whole life makin' love to you,
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To you.
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Oh dear what can I say?
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Can't get over my nights you've taken my day,
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My day.
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Oh dear what can I do?
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Seem to spend my whole life makin' love to you,
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To you,
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To you.
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Oh Dear!
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| John Miles |
