Lovers come and lovers go;
Some gone quickly, others slow,
And still I wonder who will know
This heart of mine.

Lovers give and lovers take;
Lovers lie and hearts do break;
Will yet another try to rape
This heart of mine?

Lovers touch and lovers speak;
Some are faithful, others cheat;
Will any lover ever keep
This heart of mine?

Lovers hurt and lovers leave;
Lovers die and others grieve,
Yet somehow my mind still believes
This heart of mine.

Lovers laugh and lovers cry;
Lovers whisper, lovers sigh;
Oh, give it wings and make it fly—
This heart of mine.

 
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