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Well I can remember, like it was only yesterday Love was young and foolish, like a little child at play But oh how lovers change, I never dreamed how easily For now I'm just a shadow, of the boy I used to be Oh yeah yeah And when I write the book about my love It will be about a man who wass torn in half About his hopes and ambitions wasted through the years The pain will be written on every page in tears When I write (When I write the book) Oh when I write the book about my love (When I write the book about my love) I was a fool to myself, when I kept on runnin' around And I fared little better, when I tried settlin' down Maybe some magic moments, have I known but not for long For all too soon the magic, was in a moment gone Oh yeah yes And when I write the book about my love It'll be a heartbreaking story about love and luck When I get down on the pages all I felt It will make the hardest-hearted of critics' hearts melt When I write (When I write the book) Oh when I write the book about my love (When I write the book about my love) When I was young, love was fun and I was so happy I looked so good and I dressed so snappy Two-tone shoes on my feet, big old smile on my face As I moved and grooved all over the place Now I'm down in the heels my complexion is bad Because my love life is sadder than sad And when I write the book about my love It'll be a pop publication, tougher than tough When I get down on the pages all I missed It will shoot to the top of the best-sellers list When I write (When I write the book) Oh when I write the book about my love (When I write the book about my love) A thousand words a day, usually (When I write the book) Oh when I write the book about my love (When I write the book about my love)
Writer(s): Dave Edmunds, Nicholas Drain Lowe, Terry Williams (pv), William Murray Bremner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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