Better Word For Love
Here’s another morning |
Soon she’ll be waking up |
I watched her and wonder |
If there’s a better word for love |
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So many times I’ve told her |
It never seems enough |
So I keep searching |
For a better word for love |
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Moaning, stumbling, wondering |
When I find a way |
‘Cos I know she knows |
There’s nothing more to say |
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Tonight when I’m out walking |
I’ll asked the stars above |
If out there somewhere |
There’s a better word for love |
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Moaning, stumbling, wondering |
When I find a way |
‘Cos I know she knows |
There’s nothing more to say |
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So here’s another morning |
Soon she’ll be waking up |
I guess I’ll just hold her tight |
‘Til there’s a better word for love |
I guess I’ll just hold her tight |
‘Til there’s a better word for love |