This love of ours is like playing card houses
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Not easy to rebuild, and sometimes unfulfilled
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So don't be uncertain, drawing the curtains
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On wide open windows whenever the wind blows
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Come rain or come shine,
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our love measures time .
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Love can surprise you and love can disguise you
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with shadows and pain no one can explain
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Only love has the answers so lets join the dancers
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And spend the night spinning a brand-new
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beginning
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Say thanks for the flowers
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And this love of ours
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This Love of Ours
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| Neil Innes |
