Who believes things before they speak Well I'm not used to it Oh I'm not used to it I'll take it back And who knows At least we tried i suppose If you could be here If you could be here, don't speak like that What a love What a love What a love One love which you could never give up What a love What a love What a love Take a bow I think you've worked this one out Does it get easier? Does it get easier with every fight and fault that you find? Is this a dream? I've waited years, thats just mean. No i wouldnt change it No i couldnt change it Thou my envy tries and tries and tries What a love What a love What a love One love which you could never give up What a love What a love What a love