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You know
You decorate the garage walls
Hang in people's halls
Live in secret drawers

If you could look around you
I wonder what you'd see

Fiction
That's all you really are I know
Editorial dreams
They can't make you real

Tell me where you came from
And where you're going to

I won't ever, no, I'll never get to know her
Or be the cause of anything she does
I won't ever, no, I'll never get to hold her
What do you think, this aching could be love?

You know
You've figured in some fantasies
You would not believe
Is what you had to do

Life goes on around you
And all because of you

No, I won't ever, no, I'll never get to know her
Or be the cause of anything she does
I won't ever, no, I'll never get to hold her
Do you think this aching could be love?

I won't ever, no, I'll never get to know her
Or be the cause of anything she does
I won't ever, no, I'll never get to hold her
Do you think this aching could be love?

But you know
That in twenty years or more
You'll still look the same
Well, as you do today

You'll still be a young girl
When I'm old and gray

No, I won't ever, no, I'll never get to know her
Or be the cause of anything she does
I won't ever, no, I'll never get to hold her
What do you think, this aching could be love?

I won't ever, no, I'll never get to know her
Or be the cause of anything she does
I won't ever, no, I'll never get to hold her
Do you think this aching could be love?

No, you'll never
No, you'll never
No, you'll never
No, you'll never

No, you'll never, never
(No, you'll never)
You'll never get to hold her
(No, you'll never)

(No, you'll never)
No, this aching could be love?
(No, you'll never)
I'll be in love

(No, you'll never)
(No, you'll never)
Oh, this aching could be love?
(No, you'll never)