I have always slept
With your name on my lips
You have always slept
With my name on your lips
And wherever I may roam
Your hand is in my hand
And when I wish to say something
I say we
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Love, love
Oh love, love
All my friends
are for ages your friends too
Duality has ancient Slavs
Possessed in their tongue
Whenever I whish to say I
I say we
Whenever I contemplate of me
In fact, I'm thinking of us
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And how time passes by,
Yeah, time passes by hasty
Days and nights are
Elephants on Indian painting
And it hurts, it hurts,
it hurts, it hurts, love hurts us,
And it hurts, it hurts,
it hurts, love hurts us
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Dreary boredom is tangling our hair
And messing our hands
Dreary boredom is wrinkling our face
From phony laughter
And our corny words are routine
And our honey names are routine
And love hurt us, love,
love, love, oh love
Chorus
Love, love, love