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| i begin not to love You turn around see me running? i say, i loved You years ago tell myself You never loved me...oh, no... and did You say, she was pretty and did You say, she loves You, Baby, i don't want to know... and can You tell me, was it worth it? Really, I don't want to know. |
| time cast his spell on You but You won't forget me i know i could have loved You but You would not let me |
| Time cast his spell on You but You won't forget me i know i could have loved You but You would not let me |
| i'll follow You down till the sound of my voice will haunt You You'll never get away from the song of the woman who loves You |
| i'll follow You down till the sound of my voice will haunt you words are just to prove You'll never get away from the sound of the woman who loves you i'lll follow you give me just a chance you'll never get away never get away never get away |
| You could be my Silver Spring... my blue-green colours flashing..... |
| You could be my Silver Spring blue-green colors flashing... i would be Your only dream Your shining hour, ocean crashing.... and did You say, she was pretty? and did You say, she loves You? Baby, i don't want to know. |
| i'll follow You down till the sound of my voice will haunt You words are just to prove You'll never get away from the song of the woman who loves You |
| A song of endings....women like to make one last try to tie up loose threads, all the while knowing...that the piece is finished....in the words of Stevie Nicks......Silver Spring |
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| i feast on the memory of events that have not happened yet.... and dwell in the love of a Man yet unseen... laces |