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Spun me high Only to sink me low This love hurts like nobody knows. A love so new Started so long ago, A love that never had a chance grow. Seasons of joy Quickly turned to tears Foolish cares and stubborn fears, Two lovers kept from drawing near. All because Him we would not hear. Time has passed but the wounds remain Is it possible for love to now be claimed? What was meant to be, Could be so good If only it was possible to heal open wounds. A love so new Started so long ago Pain hidden deeply But now through tears show Tho even in pain your presence never left me The memory of loss broke what could be. Through hurt we seemed to hold on But past mistakes still kept love from being born. This love so new That started long ago Love meant to be between us two But pain, tells us we have to move on If our love pass And we walk through that opened door Will we be able to forget And really move on This new love we have That started so long ago Will pass away What could be will be no more. My sweet love Is it our time or, do we say goodbye, Has life drawn its final line? I guess it was too hard for us to ever try We could never hit play We constantly rewind Will the world now know What we hoped was not true The love we once had Has only left her open wounds.

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