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Wish that I could wish away love

Every memory
All the things young dreams are made of
That ever used to be


Cos if I could leave it all behind me
Thered be nothing left to constantly remind me

Of amy, of amy

She comes and goes just like the seasons

Keeping me on the run
Between the fever and the reason
Im not the only one


And I guess I'll always feel the same about love
And I'll find it hard to even live without the love

Of amy, amy, oh amy
Amy, amy, amy, amy...