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All Or Nothing Kind Of Love
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2005 - 2006 February fourteenth, I heard you spent it alone
A friend of yours must have told a friend of mine
Though, it’s possible the source could go forgotten
It’s impossible to say whether my message got to you
I guess I’ll never know
It’s nothing new
Yesterday I saw you by pure happenstance
And as we stood there I let your face and my silence speak
The air’s funny like that, in the way it tells us everything
Leaving nothing to chance, in that it’s telling us nothing new
I guess forgiveness hasn’t found us
It’s nothing new
It was an all or nothing kind of love
The kind that isn’t found when it’s gone
The type that is always bitter in song
But full up on high and low emotions
Mostly low, when all is said and done
All or nothing is no kind of love
This newly found love of mine won’t so easily slip now
I’m sound in mind and bound with intention to make it last
I do recall, though, now that’s what I said about us
We were just a penny in a long dead wishing well
But now those circumstances do not stand
This is something new
It's not an all or nothing kind of love
It's not the kind that isn’t found when it’s gone
It's the type that is never bitter in song
And even full up of high and low emotions
In the end it's the mountains left standing
Cause all or nothing is no kind of love
Yesterday I saw you, again pure happenstance
You were fumbling over all your so-called polite lines
Like, “How’ve you been,” and “I hope you’re doing well.”
It was an all or nothing kind of love
Though in the kind of love I'm in now
I’d give nothing, said, nothing but my all
“How’ve you been? I hope you’re doing fine.”
