(P Jones) 1973
I sleep in bed
Into the magic
And mystical madness of loving her
And I guess the key to the whole mystery
Lies in the fact that I'd never get back to the man I used to be
Why then can't I have a love all to myself
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Lying in her loving arms I find myself
Forgetting lessons I had learnt from life and love
Our affair becomes a matter of life and death
Don't wanna love nobody else
I got a deeper love all to myself
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Love was just a tool for me
A game to play
Breaking hearts with no emotions and no regrets
They were all the same until she came my way
Her love has made me a gifted man
So maybe you can help me to understand
Why then can't I have a love all to myself
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Why then can't I have a love all to myself
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Why then can't I have a love all to myself
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh....
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