Who could one day say if it was a stroke of luck
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For Jane and John to cross paths along the way?
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Who could speak of love, when it's immense
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If it's a caress or the stroke of fate?
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In Jane and John's eyes
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So many fires of joy burned
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Do you hear the cold-blooded shots echo?
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Loving like nobody and loving nobody in return
That's, for Jane and John
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And of course the story, as usual, ends badly
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Madly in love until the last bullet
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In the grand mirage that is our lives
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Who can know what tomorrow foretells for us?
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One wrong turn and the great silence comes
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What does a successful life look like?
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In Jane and John's eyes
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So many fires of joy burned
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Do you hear the cold-blooded shots echo?
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Loving like nobody and loving nobody in return
That's, for Jane and John
_____
And of course the story, as usual, ends badly
_____
Madly in love until the last bullet
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Who could one day say if it was a stroke of luck
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For Jane and John to cross paths along the way?