Lir:
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I've had time to write a book
About the way you act and look
But I haven't got a paragraph
Words are always getting in my way
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you
That's all I've got to say
And now, I'd like to make a speech
About the love that touches each
But stumbling, I would make you laugh
I feel as though my tongue were made of clay
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you
I'm not a man of poetry
Music isn't one with me
It runs from me
It runs from me
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(Duet)
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Lir:
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And I tried to write a symphony
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Amalthea:
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Once when I was searching
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Lir:
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But I lost the melody
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Amalthea:
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Somewhere out of reach
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Lir:
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Alas I only finished half
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Amalthea:
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Far away
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Lir:
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And finish I suppose I never may
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Amalthea:
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In a place I could not find
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Lir:
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Anyway, I love you
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Amalthea:
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Or heart obey
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Lir:
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That's all I have to tell you
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Amalthea:
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Now that I'm a woman
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Lir:
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That's all I've got to say
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Amalthea:
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Now I know the way
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Lir:
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That's all I've got to say
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Amalthea:
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Now I know the way
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Together:
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That's all I've got to say
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