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They say that my kind of love is blind
Some even say I must have lost my mind
But if I knew I'd never feel your lips again
I'd rather die (die) before this day ends
(Before this day ends)

Seeds of gossip always grow
Till they kill the fragrance of the sweetest rose
But if I thought (do-bah-do)
That you would (do-bah-do)
Let a doubt come in (do-bah-do)
I'd rather die (do-bah-do)
Before (do-bah-do) this day ends
(Before this day ends)

All of everything is nothing without you
And many dream a dream the way I do
Without your love before another day begins
I'd rather die (die) before this day ends
(Before this day ends)

Seeds of gossip always grow
Till they kill the fragrance of the sweetest rose
But if I thought (do-bah-do)
That you would (do-bah-do)
Let a doubt come in (do-bah-do)
I'd rather die (do-bah-do)
Before (do-bah-do) this day ends
(Before this day ends)

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