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Its stranger than fiction and strangely untold
The people who leave you will never grow old
There are things that I said which I should much rather do
But part of me clutches to people like you
If love were just measured in ampere and ohm
Would you turn the sleigh and come racing straight home?
Is there still hope
That theres still hope?
Yes there is still hope
That there is still hope
I hope