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i've bought you sentimental roses, but you gave them all away, i've played you all my favorite records, then we spent the night in talking, talking all the time...you sent me home, i was so surprised to find that after all, it doesn't hurt to be alone
well all the things you say make perfect sense to me, somehow i'm still unsure, and i don't understand just what i'm doing to myself, i guess that's nothing new, cos when you meet someone who doesn't follow all the rules, it changes everything you do