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I could talk of memories Now you're waiting for someone Waiting for the phone to ring And I wonder who you're waiting for There is nothing I can say There are no good words for this There is nothing more that I can do 'Lovers are fools Lovers are foolish in the dark Lovers are fools Lovers are foolish and blind Welcome to Love'
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