He plays out in the rain
To cover his own pain
But never all the shame
Watchin' the garden grow
Gee I just don't know
Why the fruit hangs so low
Nothing's ever easier
Except you being prettier
My love, my wife, my family
I don't like being away from you
My mind can't tell my heart what to do
Hopelessly in love (with you)
Hopelessly in love (with you)
Hopelessly in love (with you)
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