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作词 : Costa, Phillips Oland |
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I know there were a hundred ways to tell her I loved her |
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It's funny how they're all so clear today |
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And when her face was burning with sadness and yearning |
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I don't know why I turned my eyes away |
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But it's so easy looking at the game the morning after |
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Adding up the kisses and the laughter |
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Knowing how you'd play it if the chance to play it over ever came |
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But then, a Monday morning quarterback never lost a game |
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The room was so alive with all her feelings and longings |
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I saw the spark of danger in her eyes |
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Well, how would it have hurt me if I'd turned back and held her? |
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A moment passes, something lovely dies |
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But it's so easy looking at the game the morning after |
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Adding up the kisses and the laughter |
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Knowing how you'd play it if the chance to play it over ever came |
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But then, a Monday morning quarterback never lost a game |
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Yes, it's easier to win it when you know you'd never play it quite the same |
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But then, this Monday morning quarterback never lost a game |
