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You don't need anyone to know
That you exist
You don't want anyone to know
You can't resist
All this time
All those prayers
All this hanging around
All these hopes
All these fears
All this, all this
Our love
Is better than their love
We could give you more love
There's not enough of
This thing called love, love
Do you believe that love will make
Everything alright?
Do you believe stars disappear
When it gets light?
All these dreams
All these lies
All that sleeping around
More receptions
Empty rooms
All this, all this
Aren't we cruel?
Isn't it all so cruel?
The things we do with love
And the things we do without love