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Love's Got A Lot To Answer For Lyrics
Pull my coat around me
Feel the cold wind haunt me
Streets are empty just like me
The murmur of an echo
Seems to come from every window
Is loneliness the same as being free
I guess I must have been dreaming
To think that I believed in you at all
Now I just can't fight it
As the shadow of the night begins to fall
Love's got a lot to answer for
Oh I just can't sleep with this feeling anymore
Let the cold night air cool the heat
Of two hearts gone to war
For no matter who wins, in the end
Love's got a lot to answer for
All I need is darkness
The best of all protection
Freedom's like the stars in the sky
Alone and cold and burning
Each one keeps it's distance
If only we were stars, you and I
Feel the cold wind haunt me
Streets are empty just like me
The murmur of an echo
Seems to come from every window
Is loneliness the same as being free
To think that I believed in you at all
Now I just can't fight it
As the shadow of the night begins to fall
Oh I just can't sleep with this feeling anymore
Let the cold night air cool the heat
Of two hearts gone to war
For no matter who wins, in the end
Love's got a lot to answer for
The best of all protection
Freedom's like the stars in the sky
Alone and cold and burning
Each one keeps it's distance
If only we were stars, you and I
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I haven’t lost my mind, you know Although I think—believe I’ve found A woman Most intelligent—most kind With whom I then proceed to fight On what I thought Was an auspicious night About what—neither of us know They only made one of these …
So you deserve it Leaves one at a loss For an appropriate quote I say (into dark air) You’re very nice
My sister—love Last time I saw her I begged her not to be—as liberal as me Old flames. Old blames
This romantic boy Writes letters in his head And in his heart And once in a while He jumps up on the shelf and sits there Looking at you A very amusing rhyme
Make me a pillow and I’ll sleep on it As long as it takes me Inextricably interwoven As the song goes—the good times The bad times My precious funky afternoon chat Yes—I like to make her laugh
[paraphrased poetry]