I picked up the pieces of a tune inside my head
And waited for inspiration to be fed
It seems so long since I felt the need to care
Circumstance often dealt with what we share
If I could find something to make you cry
Test your Iove but there's no need to even try
Let's move forward with our quest
And just ignore the rest
It'll turn out for the best
Writer(s): Peter Koppes
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