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The old folks used to say "Don't rush love, it'll come your way." I grew impatient and I grew tired So I went on a hunt And love was my prey After seaching High and low Near and far Beyond the sky and past the stars I returned from my journey Loveless and scarred Once I stopped looking Once I stopped searching I turned around And there you are Finally I remembered, the old folks used to say "Don't rush love, it'll come your way." |