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You’ll never know, if you never try Or walk to the side of the road where the thorns grow high And I’ll always know, that I would’ve died For your love, you pulled me in and then you pushed me aside And outside, those streets they come alive But part of me died when there was nothing that was said between you and I And I’d carved your name into the oak tree next to mine I’d carved your name into the oak tree there next to mine There’s a lot of roads, that we all must ride Lookin’ for that perfect love at just the perfect time And if you find, what it is that your looking for You better grab that love, you better steal it before it walks out your door And outside, those streets they come alive But part of me died when there was nothing that was said between you and I And I’d carved your name into the oak tree next to mine I’d carved your name into the oak tree there next to mine |