How Can This Be Love Lyrics by Andrew Gold
How can this be love,
If it makes us cry
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How can this be love,
If it makes us cry
See her swimming, who can 〈.?.〉
She don’t care about time
He was born on a summer day, 1951
And with a slap of a hand, he had landed as an only son
Good evening officer – how ya doin’
Ain’t it a mighty fine night
One hundred million billion stars up in the sky,
Each one looks so beautiful reflected in your eyes.
Spooky, scary skeletons
Send shivers down your spine
Here I am at your door
Hoping you’ll come back once more