Love, see what you've done to us.
We'll never be the same.
So many things have changed for us.
We only have love to blame.
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We stood together on the museum floor
and the Mona Lisa smiled.
You held my hand, then looked at me
with tender eyes so mild.
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She hid her love for much too long.
She would not let it show.
She walked alone on lonely paths
where colorless flowers grow.
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He sobbed. She wept.
They cried so many tears.
They'd held them in
for too many years.
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Golly gee, what's become of me?
Have I lost my sense of humor?
Have I become a doom and gloomer?
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Take me in your arms again
and hold me close to you.
Take me in your arms again
and whisper 'I love you.'
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Time is a never-ending cycle
in this life of ours.
It moves with quick rapidity
in our pleasurable hours.
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How long will it take for sense to return?
How long will it take for all to discern
the difference between what is right or wrong?
Are we going to sing the same old song?
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