
Once in every life, Someone comes along

And you came to me; It was almost like a song

You were in my arms, Right where you belong

And we were so in love It was almost like a song

January through December We had such a perfect year

Then the flame became a dying ember; All at once you weren't here

Now my broken heart Cries for you each night

And It's almost like a song But it’s much too sad to write

It's too sad to write
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