Faith won't heal up everthing
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The wound grows and you believe in love
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Walk around feeling cut in two,
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Wide open, with your hear on view
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All you believe, all you bedazzled boys in need,
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When love won't heel you, wh, why believe she will?
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O Lyubvi malyu otchayanno
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Say it on your knees
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Oh, so sharp, and way too cool,
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Love's bright and biggest fool
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has to work on speaking slow,
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To think hard, and to lie low
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Will you bereaved? All you besotted boys in need,
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V krayu dalyokum, chuzhie ne nuzhny.
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Chorus
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O tyubvi malyum otchayanno
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Say it on your knees,
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Crying like a baby, "Plese, please, please!"
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Crying, hoping maybe,
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O tyubvi malyum otchayanno
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Say it on your knees,
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Candle is a splendid thing:
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The room glows, and the candle sings
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"Fly up to the only light,
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"Ev'ry, ev'ry tiny wing!"
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The moth inside you bolts off to join the beautiful;
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He flies and dies,
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So quickly, quickly wise.
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Chorus...
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Prayer For Love
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Mary Black |