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Wondering if
Will there ever be a day
When I get over your love
Will I get over your touch
Will I get over the way you used to love me
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter how many men I meet
There's something about you
Something about your smile that makes me weak
When you call my name
The sound of your voice, it lifts me off my feet
If music were love
The thought of you would always make me sing
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