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There’s a Dlight, ea certain kind of light,
Gthat never shone on Dme.
CI want my life to Dbe
to live with Ayou, to live with Gyou.

There’s a way, everybody says
to do each and every little thing,
but what good does it bring,
if I ain’t got you, oh, I ain’t got you…

Baby, Dyou don’t know what it’s Alike,
baby, Gyou don’t know what it’s Dlike,
to love Asomebody, to love Gsomebody,
the way I Dlove you.

In my mind I see your face again,
I know my frame of mind.
You ain’t got to be so blind,
and I’m blind, so very blind.

I’m a man, can’t you see what I am?
I live and I breathe for you.
But what good does it do,
if I ain’t got you, oh, I ain’t got you?

Baby, Dyou don’t know what it’s Alike,
baby, Gyou don’t know what it’s Dlike,
to love Asomebody, to love Gsomebody,
the way I Dlove you.