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Dan Hill - I Fall Over Again
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I can't believe we met like this
Is it just coincidence
I had a feeling I'd be seeing you again
Your every bit as beautiful as the last time we met
When you told me, you were leaving, and going back to him
How I wish that I could tell you, it's all in the past
But I was never good at lying, and baby since you asked
I don't want to hear that song again from the night we first met
I don't want to hear you whispering, things I'd rather forget
I don't want to look into your eyes, cause you know what happens next
We'll be making love and then
I fall all over again.
I can't begin to tell you, just how sorry I am
That the man you built your dreams around, just broke your heart again
I think I know the feeling
Cause I once loved you so much
That I swore I'd rather die than live a day without your touch
If I held you in my arms you know, I'd never let you go
But this ain't the time or place to get emotional
I don't want to hear that song again, from the night we first met
I don't want to hear you whispering, things I'd rather forget
I don't want to look into your eyes, cause you know what happens next
We'll be making love and then
I'd fall all over again
I was crying when you kissed me
Then you walked out that door,
Ohhh
You were always such a mystery
I still dream we're making love
Then I stop myself because
I don't want to hear that song again, from the night we first met
I don't want to hear you whispering, things I'd rather forget
I don't want to look into your eyes, cause you know what happens next
We'll be making love and then
I'd fall all over again
I fall all over again
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