I read this book today that told me to leave you.
I didn't think to ask you for your permission.
It had occurred to me that love is fascination.
And I couldn't think of any reason for loving you at all.
I think I thought it's time, stop waxing romantic.
It's not just sounds of ecstasy when I'm in pain.
And Linda said something funny and she wasn't wrong.
"All of these tribulations will bear a song."
Artist: Pulp
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Artist: Diana Ross