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true love never dies

Well, the fires of anger turn to ashes
Your pride will forsake you, by and by
The lonesome is not surely passin'
That ol'
The first time I thought about leavin'
Was the last time I made her cry
I talked myself out of believin'
That true true love never dies

First
The last time I thought about leavin'
Was the last time I made her cry
I talked myself out of believin'
That true, true love never dies

The first
True love never dies

The fires of anger turn to ashes
And your pride will forsake you by and by
The lonesomest night surely passes
But that ol'
The last time I thought about leavin'
Was the last time I made her cry
I talked myself out of believin'
That true, true love never dies

The first
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
 
Roses are
stirs in the silence
Like the wind in the boughs above
She listens and starts and trembles
For this is the first song of love

Roses are shining in
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.

Roses are
the dream for a love
That never dies in a poem
The first person on earth

And I'm in love with you
I'm in love with a dream
That can not be realized
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
 
Roses are
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
 
Roses are
the middle love
Where they coming from and a halfway rush of blood
This one's for those first prayers to heaven on a road that seems never ending

For all
And a song stirs in the silence
As the wind in the boughs above
She listens and starts and trembles
'Tis the first little song of love

Roses are shining
roam lost but never alone, hide with me, hide

Would it help if I tried, or has it sailed and passed me by
First love grows and then it dies, and it's
come out ahead
If you'll just count on me
I'll be counting to 3
'Cause love never dies
It's keep if we keep it inside
dark clouds appear in the sky
Remember true love never dies

But first a kiss, one glass of wine
Just one more dance while there's still time
My one last
we were treating like a game then

Something else dies inside me stripped away by another act of violence
Don't try to look cause you won't find me
love me knahmean?}
Keep on comin' {what, uhh, hear me out now}
Keep it comin' {no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
'Cause it feels good {no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
luck and your just gettin' by (R-E-M-E, D-Y)
If every fuckin' day you love to get high (R-E-M-E, D-Y)
If life really sucks and you just want to die
By the light of the moon
To a 50's tune
He pledged his love to her
A girl so rare
A girl so fair
The girl for him for sure
He could see himself
you finally relize
The real story of life
True love never dies

Bridge: Horn Section

I know letting you go is wrong
Thats why I'm writing this
schochkies on the breakfront of life. 
I'll never forget the first time I found these girls, 
Selling their papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy.
Then come to me secretly
And with your silken feather
And with your silken feather
Open your rooms, open your rooms

Never, in fact, as he gazed amazed
schochkies on the breakfront of life. 
I'll never forget the first time I found these girls, 
Selling their papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy.
And a nigga first love is a drug
We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty
Whole ghetto remedy, toss 'em a slug

It's the untameable, nonflammable