O Come, All Ye Faithful

de Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

I could never hold on to you the way you needed me to
Sometimes you act like a fool, yeah, you do
I could never compare to you the way you needed me to
So high you're up in the sky; can't touch you

This is the hardest thing that I ever had to do
Should I tell her that I love her, though I'm not supposed to?
Should I tell her everything and lay it all out?
Was it easy as all that?

I could never hold on to you the way you needed me to
Somehow you break all the rules; you're so cool

This is the hardest thing that I ever had to do
Should I tell her that I love her, though I'm not supposed to?
Should I tell her everything and lay it all out?

Baby, you make me crazy for you
Baby, I'm so crazy without you
Baby, you make me crazy for you
Baby, I'm so crazy without you

Baby, you make me crazy for you
Baby, I'm so crazy without you
Baby, you make me crazy for you
Baby, I'm so crazy without you

This is the hardest thing that I ever had to do
Should I tell her that I love her, though I'm not supposed to?
Should I tell her everything and lay it all out?
Was it easy as all that?

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