| I was born on Valentine’s Day
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| I guess that means I’ll always get a card
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| The 14th is just another day
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| But I’ve always found that birthdays hit me hard
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| I’m afraid of getting older even though the future’s bright
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| I’m afraid of dying, of running out of time and
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| February 14th, oh, it should be full of love
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| But the table set for two in every restaurant
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| And you’re gone (Yeah, yeah)
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| And you’re gone (Yeah, yeah)
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| Maybe I’m afraid of Valentine’s Day
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| Or maybe I’m just scared to be alone
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| Solitude is nice I guess in theory
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| But I need someone to hold when I come home
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| I’m afraid of getting older even though the future’s bright
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| I’m afraid of dying, of running out of time and
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| February 14th, oh, it should be full of love
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| But the table set for two in every restaurant
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| Valentine, Valentine, Valentine
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| Oh, Valentine, oh, Valentine
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| I was born on Valentine’s Day
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| I guess that means I’ll always have a heart
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| Or maybe what I’m trying here to say
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| Is that love is complicated, life is hard
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| And I might be getting older but, dammit, I’m alive
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| I’m afraid of dying, but every dies and
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| February 14th is the day that I was born
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| So I celebrate it in a fancy restaurant
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| And this song |