(David Ruffy,Walter Ray,Roger Daltrey)
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¨Ï 1992 Copyright Control
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It¡¯s the same rain the same pain
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The same picture in the same frame
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Cold close smoldering hearts
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And it can¡¯t burst into flames then
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Again it can¡¯t go out
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My passion is a nightingale with a
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Sword throat
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A dolphin in the Thames it¡¯s a wasted love
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It¡¯s a telephone ringing in A empty house
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It¡¯s motherless child
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You can say it¡¯s a good thing
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You can say it¡¯s a bad thing
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You can call it anything you want
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But you can¡¯t call it love
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No. you can¡¯t call it love
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I¡¯m lost among the stars
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Another wishful one is waiting in the wings
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To pick up where the last one put you down
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To dry your eyes and fashion your new crown
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Of fox gloves and steel strings
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You can say it¡¯s a good thing
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You can say it¡¯s a bad thing
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You can call it anything you want
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But you can¡¯t call it love
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No. you can¡¯t call it love
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No. you can¡¯t call it love
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The same town¡¯s still standing
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But the changes come creepin¡¯ through
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My dreams
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But it¡¯s a little late for praying
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When your world is already on its knees
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And on and on and on and on
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My nightmare¡¯s a devil¡¯s dog on a rolling log
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Got no control, no sense of time, its
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Just a rhyme
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And a banshee hollers in the dead of night
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It¡¯s a homeless ghost
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You can say it¡¯s a good thing
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You can say it¡¯s a bad thing
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You can call it anything you want
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But you can¡¯t call it love
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No. you can¡¯t call it love
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No. you can¡¯t call it love
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Can¡¯t call it love
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You Can't Call It Love
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Roger Daltrey |