If I ever write the story of my life Don’t be suprised if you’re where it begins Girl, I’d have to dedicate every line on every page To the memories we made, while you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me And I died inside the night you left me But I lived, oh how I lived (I lived) While you loved me
I’d start with chapter one, love innocent and young As the morning sun on a new day Even though I know the end, Well I’d do it all again ‘Cause I got a lifetime in, while you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me And I died inside the night you left me But I lived, oh how I lived (I lived) While you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me And I died inside the night you left me But I lived, oh how I lived (I lived) While you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me And I died inside the night you left me But I lived, oh how I lived (I lived) While you loved me
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Don’t be suprised if you’re where it begins
Girl, I’d have to dedicate every line on every page
To the memories we made, while you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me
And I died inside the night you left me
But I lived, oh how I lived
(I lived) While you loved me
I’d start with chapter one, love innocent and young
As the morning sun on a new day
Even though I know the end, Well I’d do it all again
‘Cause I got a lifetime in, while you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me
And I died inside the night you left me
But I lived, oh how I lived
(I lived) While you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me
And I died inside the night you left me
But I lived, oh how I lived
(I lived) While you loved me
I was born the day you kissed me
And I died inside the night you left me
But I lived, oh how I lived
(I lived) While you loved me
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