I could just pretend that you love me; the night would lose all sense of fear. But why do I need you to love me, when you can`t hold what I hold dear? Oh God, could it be the weather? Oh God, why am I here? If love isn`t forever and it`s not the weather, hand me my leather. I almost ran over an angel, he had a nishe big fat shigar. "In a sense," he said, "You`re alone here, so if you jump, you best jump far." Oh, God, could it be the weather? Oh, God, why am I here? If love isn`t forever and it`s not the weather, aha... Oh, God, could it be the weather? Oh, God, it`s all very clear. If love isn`t forever and it`s not the weather, hand me my leather. Ya die die da die die, ya die da da da die, ya die...
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