ONCE IN EVERY LIFE
SOMEONE COMES ALONG
AND YOU CAME TO ME...
IT WAS ALMOST LIKE A SONG
YOU WERE IN MY ARMS
RIGHT WHERE YOU BELONG
AND WE WERE SO IN LOVE
IT WAS ALMOST LIKE A SONG
JANUARY THROUGH DECEMBER
WE HAD SUCH A PERFECT YEAR
THEN THE FLAME
BECAME A DYIN' EMBER
ALL AT ONCE YOU WEREN'T HERE
NOW MY BROKEN HEART
CRIES FOR YOU EACH NIGHT
AND IT'S ALMOST LIKE A SONG
BUT IT'S MUCH
TOO SAD TO WRITE
NOW MY BROKEN HEART
CRIES FOR YOU EACH NIGHT
AND IT'S ALMOST LIKE A SONG
BUT IT'S MUCH
TOO SAD TO WRITE...
IT'S TOO SAD TO WRITE.....