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Perhaps love is like a resting place |
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It exists to give you comfort |
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It’s there to keep you warm |
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And in those times of trouble |
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The memory of love will bring you home |
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Perhaps love is like a window |
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It invites you to come closer |
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It wants to show you more |
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And even if you lose yourself |
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And don’t know what to do |
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The memory of love will see you through |
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Oh love to some is like a cloud |
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To some as strong as steel |
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And some say love is holding on |
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And some say love is everything |
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Perhaps love is like the ocean |
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Full of conflicts, full of pain |
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Like a fire when it’s cold outside |
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And all my dreams come true |
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My memory of love will be of you |
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