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SIM, SIM, EU SEI FAÇO MEU SORRISO E FAÇO A MINHA LEI
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JONATHAN DAVID
JONATHAN DAVID
I know you like her
Well I like her too
I know she likes you
It's not as if I'm being sent off to War
There are worse things in this world
There's still room on my wooden horse for two
I was Jonathan to your David
You're still King
Well, I'd thought about her
I dreamed she'd come, I'd make my escape
I thought she liked me but somehow I was wrong
I know you don't want it this way
But it's O.K.
It's not like we'll be parted
It's not like we never know love
And she'll smile for you
She'll hold your hand
You'll be in love there's no other way
And I will make it some day
I know you like her
Well I like her too
I know she likes you
It's not as if I'm being sent off to War
There are worse things in this world
There's still room on my wooden horse for two
I was Jonathan to your David
You're still King
Visions of love recollected
Have we ever been true?
I know that I have, it's time for you to go
It's all in the stones that you throw
I want you to know
It's not like we'll be parted
It's not like we never know love
And she'll smile for you
She'll hold your hand
You'll be in love there's no other way
People say that
"We'll never change"
"We'll never change"
But I have
You and her in the local newspaper
You will be Married and you'll be gone
Married and you'll be gone
(Belle & Sebastian)
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