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Don't turn me into ash, babe
Don't turn up the breeze
To scatter me
Don't play me like a bow, babe
Slow on fiddle strings
To serenade yourself

I could have loved you if you'd have asked
I would have loved you if you'd have drawn me a map
I could have felt it
I should have dealt with
How to protect it
But, I guess, Love
Ain't no use in looking back

Don't stretch this into a panoramic
Don't widen your lens
To take more in
Don't turn me into stories
You tell your friends
And forget to mention that...

I could have loved you if you'd have asked
I would have loved you if you'd have opened your map
And, would have followed it
To any place you'd have asked

But, I guess, Love
Ain't no use now mentioning facts