I could only be myself with you around, oh oooh, with you around.
And now there's nothing left for me to think about.
oh oooh, to think about, ohooh.
And it hurts like hell to be torn apart.
And it hurts like hell, to be turn around.
We we're born to be together, torn apart, torn apart.
We we're born to be together, torn apart, torn apart.
You stand with the happy trail, questionmarked.
Oh oooh, you mark on me.
The space you used to feel is now, is great like home.
Ohoooh, your out of sight, but not out of my mind.
And it hurts like hell, to be turn around.
We we're born to be together, torn apart, torn apart.
We we're born to be together, torn apart, torn apart. (Uuuh) We we're born to be together, torn apart, torn apart.
We we're born to be together, torn apart, torn apart. (End)

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