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Your initials on the singles
That you chose to leave behind
Sit in my collection
They get played from time to time

Left to remind me
Of something I'd forgot
The images of loving
Before I lost the plot

What was love to us, just sensation
What was love to us, the invitation
To sit on my bed, stand by a tree
What were we feeling? What was love to us?

The stagecoach would get held up
On a Sunday afternoon (aaah)
We're dozing by the TV
On a sofa with no room (aaah)

No room to lay out flat
With her there by my side
One eye on her movements
One eye on Rawhide

What was love to us, just sensation
What was love to us, the invitation
To sit on my bed, stand by a tree
What were we feeling? What was love to us?

"I just wasn't made for these times"
Spun around my record deck
How green was my valley
And how blue the eyes that wept

Looking back, I don't think
That I really cared
This was my first lesson
With nothing to compare

What was love to us, just sensation
What was love to us, the invitation
To sit on my bed, stand by a tree
What were we feeling? What was love to us?

What was love to us?
(Images, images)
What was love to us?
(Images, images of loving)

(Images, images)
(Images, images of loving)
(Images, images)
(Images, images of loving)
(Images, images)...

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