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Why do things always end the way they should?

We all fall silent

Why do you still do things you can't?

Tell me, take a sip of my love

More than you will

I'm only serious about you

Take a sip of my love

I'm with you now

And soon we'll love you, when you're sinking, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

In a sea canoe, I'll love you, when you're so, I'll love you

I love you.