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Once my lover, now my friend.
Oh, what a cruel thing to pretend.
What a cunning way to condescend...
Once my lover, now my friend.
(oh you creep up like the clouds, and you set my soul at ease. then, you let your love abound, and you bring me to my knees.)
Oh, what a cruel thing to pretend.
What a cunning way to condescend...
Once my lover, now my friend.
(oh you creep up like the clouds, and you set my soul at ease. then, you let your love abound, and you bring me to my knees.)