Perhaps I had a miserable youth...
But somewhere in my wicked, miserable past,
There must have been a moment of truth.
For here you are, standing there, loving me,
Whether or not you should...
So somewhere in my youth or childhood,
I must have done something good.
Nothing comes from nothing;
Nothing ever could...
So, somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good.
For here you are, standing there, loving me
Whether or not you should...
So somewhere in my youth or childhood,
I must have done something good.
Nothing comes from nothing;
nothing ever could...
So, somewhere in my youth...
...or childhood...
Something...
Good...
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