used to be you'd make me laugh and our laughter filled the world
through the years they seem like echoes from some other boy and some other girl
used to be you'd bring me flowers if i gave the time of day
through the years your love has wilted
it makes me want to say,
pretend that i don't love you
try not to play the part
of the educated-in-my-ways
domesticated heart
pretend you're out to win me over
let a smile provide the spark
pretend that i don't love you
and we'll make a brand new spark
used to be you'd stir my soul
like the musicals we'd see
through the years our life feels more
like the reruns on tv
used to be you'd bring me flowers
if i gave the time of day
through the years your love has wilted
it makes me want to say,
tear down the walls that keep us together
they're what keep us apart
burn down the boredom brought down by the familiar
freshen the love that runs through our hearts
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