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(If You Cry) True Love, True Love
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
If you cry I think my heart would break,
That would be much more than I could take.
And if I saw a tear fall from your eye,
Darling don't you know that I would die.
True love, true love,
True love, true love.
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
If you cry I don't know what I'll do,
Baby cause I'm so in love with you.
And if I knew that I had caused you pain,
My tears would fall like the rain.
True love, true love,
True love, true love.
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom,
Bom, bom, bom.