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Am I still going to run away? You came by and said today:
I’m sorry but it’s got to be, just this way, just this way
'til tomorrow
I’m falling out, out of love, again; and again
I’m falling out, out of love, again; and again
I’m falling out, out of love, again; and again
I’m falling out, I’m falling out…
Am I still going to run away? You came by and said today:
I wasn’t times
I’m sorry but it’s got to be, just this way, just this way
'til tomorrow
I’m falling out, out of love, again; and again
(love)
(love)
(love)
(love)
(love)
(love)