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~ Hopeless Romantic ~

Sometimes on Sundays
I sit by the TV
Watching sad movies alone
And when it comes to the part
Where the little dog dies
I cry

Sometimes I think I was born
Just a little behind
Or ahead of my time
I live in a dream world
Of caring and sharing
And good guys
And nobody lies

I'm a believer
And much more
Than anything
I believe in you
You're not a deceiver
And if you told me
The ocean went dry
I'd believe it was true

Call me a hopeless romantic
'Cause I can still believe
I can still believe in true love
And hopeless romantics
Still can find a way
To make true love last
These days

Have you ever noticed
While telling a tall tale
The look on the face of a child
She accepts without question
As though it was gospel
They're only like that for a while

Call me a hopeless romantic
'Cause I can still believe
I can still believe in true love
And hopeless romantics
Still can find a way
To make true love last
To make true love last
To make true love last
These days

For a hopeless romantic
Like me . . .

Performed by
Crystal Gayle

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