Jilted lovers walk the streets
Where the lonely hearts club hope to meet
A smiling face whose heart will mend
Or give them love or be a friend
Just one night is all they need
One white lie and they'll concede
A thousand times they've heard these lines
Their eyes can see but love is blind
This lust for love comes from within
And broken hearts don't care for sin.
Paul Colvin.
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