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I'll Die for Love
As the barrel of the bottle rises up towards my head
I remember your words the last ones you said
your voice races through my mind
from a heart i could never find
you say you love me but is it enough
is it enough to live without you
is it enough to see your face and watch you walk away
so there I reach for the last piece i close my eyes and pray
so I could fall withouta sound
could I live a life of sin
even though your love is one I'll never win
I wrote your name in the sand
but the waves washed it away
I wrote your name on my hand
but I washed it the next day
I wrote your name on my heart and forever it will stay
the last thing I wrote your name on was the silver casing
the night before life goes on
the moon still rose til dawn
the sun still shined
but now everyone knows you were the last thing to go thru my mind
as you look away beyond and above
I hope you see a livly dove
because when you decide enough is enough
rember this I died for love.
I remember your words the last ones you said
your voice races through my mind
from a heart i could never find
you say you love me but is it enough
is it enough to live without you
is it enough to see your face and watch you walk away
so there I reach for the last piece i close my eyes and pray
so I could fall withouta sound
could I live a life of sin
even though your love is one I'll never win
I wrote your name in the sand
but the waves washed it away
I wrote your name on my hand
but I washed it the next day
I wrote your name on my heart and forever it will stay
the last thing I wrote your name on was the silver casing
the night before life goes on
the moon still rose til dawn
the sun still shined
but now everyone knows you were the last thing to go thru my mind
as you look away beyond and above
I hope you see a livly dove
because when you decide enough is enough
rember this I died for love.
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