where hypotheses come to die (madman101) wrote,
where hypotheses come to die
madman101

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Hey, look what I found!



To Each His Own - Livingston (The Ink Spots)

A rose must remain
With the sun and the rain,
Or its lovely promise won't come true.
To each his own, to each his own,
And my own is you.
What good is a song
If the words just don't belong,
And a dream must be a dream for two.
No good alone, to each his own,
For me there's you.

If a flame is to grow,
There must be a glow,
To open each door, there's a key.
I need you, I know,
I can't let you go,
Your touch means to much to me.

Two lips must insist
Unto more to be kissed,
Or they'll never know what love can do.
To each his own, I found my own,
One and only you.

[RECITATION:] If a flame is to grow,
There must be a glow,
And to open each door there just got to be a key.
I need you, I know,
I can't let you go,
'Cause, honey, your touch mean [sic] to much to me.[END OF RECITATION]

Two lips must insist
Unto more to be kissed
Or they'll never know what love can do.
To each his own, I found my own,
One and only you.


Cuz it ain't worth nothin else.
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