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Kathy, you're the woman that I've been waiting for all along. My heart was depending on the love of someone like you. On my first attendance, you offered to share your songbook with me.
This will happen if... That will happen if... This could happen if... And so on. I'm never set On one thing entirely. I feel this way, Or I feel another.
There is no winning in this war with myself Weapons drawn from every direction gun loaded bows ready
You’re so maybe, just maybe