We tell each other lies, we fight and forget why
We fell in love one time, so long ago
You say my heart's grown cold, but it's just getting old
It's been dropped and sold so many times

If it has to change then that's the way it goes
Ribbons and bows, can turn into chains

There's lovers on the street, others we could meet
But others couldn't keep from falling aside
I wonder what well do, when we both get too blue
I wouldn't wanna lose, anything more

If it has to change then that's the way it goes
Ribbons and bows, can turn into chains

Winter winds will blow and turn our lives to snow
I'd be glad to know you anyway
You say my heart's grown cold, but it's just getting old
It's been dropped and sold so many times

If it has to change then that's the way it goes
Ribbons and bows, can turn into chains

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Thanks to (anonymous) for correcting these lyrics. Aug 16, 2009