Lyrics:
Could I repeat the sweetest story told?
Could I entreat, would it be too bold?
Should I reveal 'xactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
And we are full of stories to be told.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I'll see you with your laughter lines."
Changes on our hands and on our faces,
Could I repeat the sweetest story told?
Could I entreat, would it be too bold?
Should I reveal 'xactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
I like to read stories from the bottom of the world
Although they've all been told before
You wanna stay 25 for a couple more years
But be careful
And we are full of stories to be told.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I'll see you with your laughter lines."
Changes on our hands and on our faces,
yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And, anyway, I told the truth
And I'm not afraid
I'm gettin' older, I think I'm agin' well
I wish someone had told me, I'd be doin' this by myself
There's reasons that I'm thankful, there's a lot
There's a story told of a little Japanese
Sitting demurely 'neath the cherry blossom trees
Miss Butterfly's her name
A sweet little innocent child
the darkest hour,
When the final story's told
No matter how bright I glittered, baby,
I could never be gold
You gave up your finest treasure,
For
Angel came down from heaven yesterday
Stayed with me long enough to rescue me
And she told me a story yesterday
About the sweet love between the moon
I'm that old German's daughter
Far across deep, blue water
I still live by the old river Rhine
Where you loved me and told me
That you loved me
You see the story's just begun
Everybody's having fun
So why be the one
Who's got to be told
By the time you get to something
You'll see
twenty years old, my story got told
I was writing 'bout everything, I saw before me
Once I was twenty years old
Soon we'll be thirty years old, our
Could I repeat the sweetest story told?
Could I entreat, would it be too bold?
Should I reveal 'xactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
And every paper ran the story
She was stripped of all her glory
And the told exactly how the woman died
Abandoned and forsaken
Too many pills were taken
From my love didn't come from fantasy
Or to play glamorous roles, for the
Company man that we've all made him out to be
Is not what the story has told
You told me you would be here by my side
Warming my heart on this cold winter's night
Here I sit waiting beside the tree all by myself
You
There's a story told of a little Japanese
Sitting demurely 'neath the cherry blossom trees
Miss Butterfly's her name
A sweet little innocent child
You told me you would be here by my side
Warming my heart on this cold winter's night
Here I sit waiting beside the tree all by myself
You told me
won't be away too long
You know that I'm not that strong
Just one look and I can hear a bell ring
One more look and I forget everything
Mamma mia
I went into his prison cell
To write his story, if he'd tell
He spoke as tears, fell from his eyes
And he told me when, and how and why
And he
Could I repeat the sweetest story told?
Could I entreat, would it be too bold?
Should I reveal 'xactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
I went into his prison cell
To write his story, if he'd tell
He spoke as tears, fell from his eyes
And he told me when, and how and why
And he
softly
Holding me, whispering quietly
Darling, I think that this might
Be the greatest love story
That's never been told never been easy
It's a new feeling
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