Love runs in circles, it's a game of hearts
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It's a long shot gamble few can win
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After the third time you've been torn apart
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You swear you won't be fooled again
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But loves a joy that can't be rushed
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It lifts you up when it's all too much
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We can join the numbers, we can call it quits
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Or tough it out
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Make some sense of it.
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Remember how it was when we began
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Young lovers taking on the world
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If there's a place for us to start again
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I believe its time to take the turn.
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But loves a joy that can't be rushed
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It lifts you up when it's all too much
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We can talk it over, we can call it quits
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Let's you and me
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Make some sense of it.
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With every moment passing by
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Were just wastin time
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When we're not together
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This is the first day of our life
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When we're here today, we're livin without
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It's time to make it right
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Loves a joy that can't be rushed
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It lifts you up when the pains too much
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We can talk it over, we can call it quits
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Or tough it out, make some sense of it
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We can make some sense of it
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We can talk it over
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Or we can call it quits
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We can make some sense of it
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Make Some Sense Of It
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