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Tekster: Roy Orbison. Cold Cold Heart.

I tried so hard, my dear, to show
That you're my every dream
Yet you're afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme

A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?

Another love before my time
Made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didn't do

In anger unkind words are said
That makes the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?

Your cold, cold heart

There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart
Is shackled to a memory

The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?

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