Somewhere along the line You met this heart of mine Would it unwind it? Now you would shun it over a glass of wine Friends knew it all the time That no weeding bells would chime I was just a young dreamer, no match for a schemer Your's was a lover's crime Folks gossiped, they said it was too good to be true They even bet you'd search for someone new This pendent world of ours was paradise And I was blind by the star dust in my eyes While you like gambler with his last dime I know you will try it one more time But I prayed like Napoleon Bonaparte You'll meet your Waterloo somewhere along the line Somewhere along the line
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