Your kisses taste, just like good wine.
And my eyes are telling me, they're gonna cry.
I know I'm losing you, too fast, oh yeah.
Our love's becoming a thing of the past.
What happened to those, happy hours?
And where is a sweet bouquet of flowers?
I know I'm losing you too fast, oh yeah.
Our love's becoming a thing of the past.
You used to call me, your sugar baby,
Now as you call me, you tell me maybe.
If you don't love me, stop pretending,
You read the book with a heartbreak ending.
This is the moment to decide..
And don't be influenced, by foolish pride..
It cannot make a true love last, oh no.
Our love's becoming a thing of the past.
Remember, remember what I say now,
Our love's becoming a thing of the past.
Remember, remember what I say now,
Our love's becoming a thing of the past..
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