Love's a strange condition
With all the doubts it can invoke
Your love keeps me wishing
And my heart keeps me broke
Baby, don't you cry, 'cause I got it all figured out
You always make me sad
But that's what true love is all about
Rivers never fill the oceans
But oceans always feel
The waters reaching deep inside them
I guess they always will
Love's a constant mission to a world you never spoke
Love, it keeps you wishing
My heart, it keeps me broke..
(leigh nash and jars of clay:)
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