On one hand I count the reasons I could stay with you And hold you close to me, all night long So many lovers games Id love play with you And on that hand theres no reason why its wrong But on the other hand, theres a golden band To remind me of someone who would not understand On the one hand I could stay and be your loving man But the reason I must go is on the other hand In your arms I feel the passions, I thought had died When I looked into your eyes I found myself When I first kissed your lips I felt so alive Ive got to hand it to you girl, youre something else But on the other hand, theres a golden band To remind me of someone who would not understand On the one hand I could stay and be your loving man But the reason I must go is on the other hand But the reason I must go is on the other handYou might also like
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