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I know I can never Have you for mine. I love you too much To ever stop you From being you. I will just admire you From afar. |
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You've got to be you I've got to be me, Each going our own way. |
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But 'til the day that I die, I will always remember The way you made love to me With your sweet Sounding songs. |
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You've got to be you, I've got to be me, Each going our own way. |
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Some things are Meant to be. This was not One of those things Maybe another time Another place Would change everything. |
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You've got to be you, I've got to be me, Each going our own way. |
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Brenda Eller Davis |
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