I have not heard you confess it
Yet I know so very well about it
I have not seen you shed a happy tear
Yet you claim to have loved it
Have you ever stayed up late
Just dozzing off by his side
As he watches his favourite team
You have not loved
Have you ever stayed up late
Just busying off by her side
As the saloonist does the final touches
You have not loved
If you love
You have to wait
Just a little longer
If you love
You have to set free
Just a little linger
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