I love you now as much as before
And dear, my heart is awfully sore
To say you were the cause
That would be a lie
...
I'd write one thousand words for you
But I can write a few
It doesn't take that much for me
To say that I love you
...
This lonesome man
With lonesome life
With lousy prayers
And lousy wife
...
I'll probably never write you
But that's the last I learned
You probably never loved before
So darling, love is earned
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