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I know you so well
I can tell by the sound of your voice
If you're really in love with me
And you are
You are
You know I can't lie
If I say to you 'baby, I love you'
Then baby, I love you
And I do
I do
I do... could it be that's the
Phrase you thought never would phase you
Well baby, you better hold on tight
'Cause I'm the one who's supposed to
Kneel down and propose, well alright
I might, I might
So, when I kiss you good-night
Just sleep tight with the thought that you'll
Always be caught up in love with me
And you'll dream that the stars up above
Have the answer of whether we'll be
Or whether we won't be
In love...
Well, we are,
We are
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Turn off the music
Take down the signs
Pack up the boxes
Put away the wine
No toast for the future
No reward for the find
If looks could kill
This mirror would do
Only 'cause I don't have you
Don't bother with ovations
Leave off the fanfare
Let the candles melt down
Till the smoke's all that's there
Leave the veil in place
A tear, la mer
I could say it was nothing
Now that there's nothing new
Only 'cause I don't have you
Not built on a wisp or whim
Twist an arm, break a leg
Tear me limb from limb
If there's a point you've made it
If there's a fare I've paid it
Later on good wishes
Later on good try
I'm afraid won't do
It's not justified
You go from the privy
And you end up deprived
On top of the world
But still there's no view
Only 'cause I don't have you
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A little bit of me and a whole lot of you
Add a dash of starlight and a dozen roses, too
Then let it rise for a hundred years or two
And that's the recipe for making love
It doesn't need sugar 'cause it's already sweet
It doesn't need an oven 'cause it's got a lot of heat
Just add a dash of kisses to make it all complete
And that's the recipe for making love
And if you've made it right you'll know it
It's not like anything you've made before
And if you've made it wrong you'll know it
'Cause it won't keep you coming back for more
I didn't get it from my grandma's book upon the shelf
I didn't get it from a magical and culinary elf
No, a little birdie told me you can't make it by yourself
And that's the recipe for making love
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I see your eyes drifting, drifting
I'm really not that naive
You wear a smile but it's drifting, drifting
While I wear my heart on my sleeve
I feel your coldness against my skin
I know what follows the autumn wind
And though you say your heart isn't drifting, drifting
The words simply don't ring true
You're drifting and I'm losing you
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Meet me on the corner of close and soon
I'll have a song in my head
And my hands on a tune
Nothing lasts forever
So I figure I better
Take you forever
For now
Meet me in the lobby of destiny
I'll have a ribbon on my shoulders
And a halo over me
If nothing lasts forever
I guess I better
Take you forever
For now
Under a clock
By an information desk
I'll be there will bells on
By an old oak
A fountain in the park
Just don't be long
By the ticket counter for love in spring
I'll be standin' there with cupid
And he can aim that thing
Nothing lasts forever
It's not a question of whether
I'll take you forever
For now
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That certain night, the night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole darned world seemed upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said good-night
A nightingale sang
A nightingale sang
I know 'cause I was there
That night in Berkeley Square
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He's always smiling
He never looks mean
Even when the sun comes in between
The man in the moon is smiling
'Cause he's in love
The man in the moon is smiling
'Cause he's in love with the girl in the world
She's there in the evening
She never comes late
All day she spins around
But never makes him wait
The girl in the world is smiling
'Cause she's in love
The girl in the world is smiling
'Cause she's in love with the man in the moon
When two heavenly bodies glow
All the stars agree
A planet might be born
Maybe even a galaxy
And in the morning
They don't say good-bye
But with a kiss
They blend into the sky
Oh, they're smiling
'Cause they're in love
The man in the moon is smiling
'Cause he's in love with the girl in the world
The man in the moon is smiling
'Cause he's in love with the girl in the world
Heavenly!
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The last days in May
Before summer lay claim
Back in the school yard
We made up a game
Now is always
Is always the same
Too bad always always ends
Chorus:
I remember
I remember when
But I was just
Just a boy
Then
Innocent envy
Without compromise
Recommendations
All ill advised
Tall tales
And little white lies
The truth had to bend
Chorus
Now that we're tall
And all grown
A house a car
Lives of our own
We put off
But we can't postpone
The way we become men
Chorus
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I've got a great idea
And wouldn't you like to know
You probably can't bear it
So I guess I'll have to share it
I thought of it a moment ago
It starts with your hand in mine
And next comes a little stroll
You probably won't buy it
But I'm trying to keep it quiet
So please don't tell a soul
'Cause if you do
The world and you
Will think I'm crazy and give me medicine
They'll drag me away
And as I go you'll hear me say
I could have been a decent match for Edison
Ideas are few and far between
And good ideas are rarer still
So listen and be wise
Just forget the other guys
'Cause my idea's no good for three
My idea is you and me
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I spent last night dreaming of your eyes
But your hair kept getting in the way
Your lips dropped in to tell me how you'd been
But when I tried to kiss them
My pillow told me I missed them
Your voice dropped by and sang a lullaby
And it was then I knew just what to do
I'd fall asleep and then
I'd dream of you again
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It's the wrong time and the wrong place
Though your face is charming it's the wrong face
It's not her face but it's such a charming face
That it's alright with me
It's the wrong song in the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely it's the wrong smile
It's not her smile but it's such a lovely smile
That it's alright with me
You can't know how happy I am that we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone too
It's the wrong game with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting they're the wrong lips
They're not her lips but they're such tempting lips
That if some night you're free
It's alright with me
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The sun sets red with rage
White clouds float by
Like high cotton
Blank as an empty page
Blue is a color buried
Not forgotten
Sweet as mother's milk
And clear as the wind
Wrap the dead in a pleat of silk
Blue is the color to be buried in
When you left
Leaving nothing behind
There's no one to blame
No criminal, no crime
You can report a missing person
But not a stolen heart
And I'm missing a person
To whom stealing was an art
The painting's complete
The brush strokes dry
I hear a band playing
A bent note or two
I guess someone died
And just wants to be
Buried in blue
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