What have I got to do to make
you love me What have I got to do
to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes
me And I wake to find that you're
not there
What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest
word
It's sad, so sad It's a sad,
sad situation And it's getting more
and more absurd
It's sad, so sad Why can't we
talk it over Oh it seems to me that
sorry seems to be the hardest word
What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes
me What have I got to do What
have I got to do When sorry seems
to be the hardest word |
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