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Текст песни: From a friend who wasn't mine
I tasted friendship
From a lover I had to share
I learnt love
By a beauty I didn't have, I was inspired
And from work I never did, I grew tired
There's too much second hand
Too much already here
Before I arrived
I tasted friendship
From a lover I had to share
I learnt love
By a beauty I didn't have, I was inspired
And from work I never did, I grew tired
There's too much second hand
Too much already here
Before I arrived
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