| How, how can it be That a love carved out of caring
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| Fashioned by fate, could suffer so hard
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| From the game played much too often
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| And making mistakes
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| Is a part of life’s imperfections
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| Born of the years, it’s not so wrong
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| To be human after all
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| Drawn into the stream
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| Of undefined illusion
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| Those diamond dreams
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| They can’t disguise the truth
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| And there is something about you, baby, so right
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| I couldn’t be without you, baby, tonight
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| If ever our love was concealed
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| No one could say that
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| You didn’t feel a million things
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| In a perfect dream of life
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| Gone, fragile but free
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| We remain tender together
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| Not so in love, it’s not so wrong
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| We’re only human after all
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| These changing years
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| They add to your confusion
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| Oh, when you need to hear
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| The time that told the truth
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| There is something about you, baby, oh so right
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| Don’t wanna be without you here tonight
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| And there is something about you, baby, oh so right
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| Don’t wanna be without you here tonight
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| And there is something about you, baby, oh tonight
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| Don’t wanna be without you here tonight
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| (Something about you, baby, oh so right)
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| It’s what makes the world go round
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| It’s what makes the rivers flow and
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| (Don't wanna be without you here tonight)
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| It’s what makes the sparrows sing, and
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| It’s what makes the flowers grow, and
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| (Something about you, baby, oh so right)
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| It’s what gives the babies breath, and
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| It’s what gives the sun its shine
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| (Don't wanna be without you here tonight)
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| It’s what makes the Phillies play |