Our love
Once was sweeter than an April
rain,
But now I have to beg before
you even say my name.
Our love
Once was warmer than a summer's
day,
And now I have to ask before
you even want to look my way.
People go talking,
People go talking around,
Putting us down, putting us
down,
Putting us down, putting us
down.
People go talking,
But they don't talk to me;
I know they just don't see,
Our love
Once was you and me against
this world.
We made a man from a boy;
We made a woman from a little
girl.
Our love
Once was deeper than the darkest
blue could be.
Now I find,
I have to search my mind
To find the smallest trace
of you in me.
Lovers part;
You can read about it.
You can read about it every
day,
Read about it every day.
Lovers part;
Then they just walk away.
Our love
Once was sweeter than the
hitparade to me.
Now I find I have to beg before
you call my name.
Please call my name, please
call my name, and
Baby take a look, take a good
look, baby;
Baby take a look in your heart.
Baby take a look, take a good
look, baby;
Baby take a look in your heart.
Baby take a look, baby take
a look,
Baby take a look in your heart
for me.
Ah baby, please baby...
Marco Giunco |
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