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Texty: The Verve. Urban Hymns. Sonnet.

My friend and me
Looking through her red box of memories
Faded I'm sure
But love seems to stick in her veins you know

Yes, there's love if you want it
Don't sound like no sonnet, my Lord
Yes, there's love if you want it
Don't sound like no sonnet, my Lord
My Lord

Why can't you see
That nature has its way of warning me?
Eyes open wide
Looking at the heavens with a tear in my eye

Yes, there's love if you want it
Don't sound like no sonnet, my Lord
Yes, there's love if you want it
Don't sound like no sonnet, my Lord
My Lord

Sinking faster than a boat without a hull
My Lord
Dreaming about the day when I can see you there
My side
By my side

Here we go again and my head is gone, my Lord
I stop to say "Hello"
'Cause I think you should know, by now
By now
By now
By now
By now
By now

Oh, by now
Oh, by now
Oh, by now
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