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I know too well that I'm


Just wasting precious time


In thinking such a thing could be


That you could ever care for me

I'm sure you hate to hear


That I adore you, dear


But grant me just the same


I'm not entirely to blame for

You'd be so easy to love


So easy to idolize all others above


So worth the yearning for


So swell to keep every home fire burning for

We'd be so grand at the game


So carefree together


That it does seem a shame


That you can't see your future with me


'Cause you'd be oh, so easy to love