It seems true love is so rare seems all I've known is deceit your laughter fills the air once more I'm sensing defeat
and I suppose you're leaving me now I was so sure now I'm so full of doubt and I suppose you'll be leaving this place just like the smile you wiped from my face this time
I always gave my best your memory serves you so badly some people kill for less yet I'd still die for you gladly oh, so gladly
but I suppose it's my turn now to play a scene that's familiar somehow I turn the page and you walk away not even love could bring you to stay this time walk away you don't need me
once more I'm learning in the depths of my despair your lies confirming true love is so rare
and I suppose it's my turn now there's no more love only feelings of doubt gone with the hope your words have erased gone with the smile you wiped from my face
love is a ship we all hope to steer through troubled times cross an ocean of tears a midnight sea that swells in your eyes takes just one look to know I'm still mesmerized
but I suppose you're leaving me now I was so sure now I'm so full of doubt I turn the page and you walk away Not even love could bring you to stay this time
Leaving me now leaving this place I watch you walk away with an easy grace
Compositores: Mark King (Level 42), Waliou Jacques Daniel Badarou (Wally Badarou), Philip Gabriel Gould (Phil Gould) ECAD: Obra #6247488 Fonograma #2087695