Once I had mountains in the
palm of my hand,
And rivers that ran through
ev'ry day.
I must have been mad,
I never knew what I had,
Until I threw it all away.
Love is all there is, It makes
the world go 'round,
Love and only love, it can't
be denied.
No matter what you think about
it
You just won't be able to
do without it.
Take a tip from one who's
tried.
So if you find someone that
gives you all of her love.
Take it to your heart, don't
let it stray,
For one thing that's certain,
You will surely be a-hurtin'
If you throw it all away.
If you throw it all away.
Marco Giunco |
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