I have filled up my pockets with money big trophies I've hung on my wall My mansion sits high on a hilltop and the world is impressed by it all But to me all this glory is worthless and I've not been successful enough For while I was winning the whole wide world I was losing your love I forgot to kiss you and hold to your charms Success seems like nothing to these empty arms All this time I've been gaining a treasure that I can't even speak hardly of For while I was winning the whole wide world I was losing your love Slowly losing your love
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