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Texty: George Michael. Older. It Doesn't Really Matter.

It doesn't really matter that I loved you
How many reasons call
It doesn't really matter at all

It doesn't matter that I failed to
Break down your father's wall
It doesn't really matter at all

Why tell me, you don't understand when you do
I thought, I had something to say

But it doesn't really matter at all

I changed my name
To be rid of the things that I want from you
it's strange but a name is a name and the truth is the truth

Oh, there is always
Always someone there to remind me

So I learn to live with shame
Tell myself, I feel no pain
but I do and if I have to tell you

Then it really doesn't matter at all

Love in your hands
Promises, promises

And it's no good looking back
Because time's thief and I believe that
I'm too old for that
We're just saying the things that we have said forever

It doesn't really matter that I loved you
How many seasons fall
It's too bad
It really doesn't matter at all
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