Lyrics:

You know,
you decorate the garage walls,
hang in peoples halls,
live in secret drawers,
if you could look around you,
wonder what youd see.
fiction.
that's all you really are i know,
editorial dreams.
they can't make you real,
tell me where you came from,
and where youre going to.
i wont ever, no ill never get to know her,
or be the cause of anything she does.
i wont ever, no ill never get to hold her.
do you think this aching could be love?
oh you know,
youve figured in some fantasies.
you would not believe,
what youve had to do,
life goes on around you and all because of you.
no i wont ever, no ill never get to know her,
or be the cause of anything she does.
i wont ever, no ill never get to hold her.
do you think this aching could be love?
i wont ever, no ill never get to know her,
or be the cause of anything she does.
i wont ever, no ill never get to hold her.
do you think this aching could be love?
you know,
that in twenty years or more,
youll still look the same
as you do today.
youll still be a young girl,
when i'm old and grey.
no - i wont ever, no ill never get to know her,
or be the cause of anything she does.
i wont ever, no ill never get to hold her.
do you think this aching could be love?
i wont ever, no ill never get to know her,
or be the cause of anything she does.
i wont ever, no ill never get to hold her.
do you think this aching could be love? (no youll never...)
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