Oh, how much I love you |
| Remember? |
| Why must I remember? |
| Why can't I simply close my eyes and go to sleep |
| And make her disappear? |
| Why must I always hear? |
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| Dio, come ti amo |
| I still can hear her say |
| Oh God, how much I love you |
| And yet I walked away |
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| The wind began to blow |
| And all the leaves went flying |
| She stood there in the night |
| And tried to keep from crying |
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| Dio, come ti amo |
| What could I say or do? |
| When love has lost its meaning |
| It's over and it's through? |
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| And so I went away |
| From someone who was waiting |
| To hold me in her arms |
| In an embraced celebrating |
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| But that was long ago |
| And many loves had I |
| But only one was real |
| And that I let slip by |
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| Dio, come ti amo |
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| Dio, come ti amo |
| Those were the words she said |
| Oh God, how much I love you |
| Keeps running through my head |
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| I know it's much too late |
| But I go right on prey |
| To have her back again |
| So she can hear me say |
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| Dio, come ti amo |
| God, how much I love you |