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Never Been Yours - Clara Mae/Bob John Holt
Lyrics by:Johan Lindbrandt/Clara Mae/Jens Hult
Composed by:Johan Lindbrandt/Clara Mae/Jens Hult
Produced by:Johan Lindbrandt
My love for you still a rope around my hands
A thread too tangled to untwine
I guess that if you're born on a Sunday as I am
You have to wait for a while
I been the truth been the liar
Been the preacher been the choir
I've been rich and I've been poor
Been the after and before
Been the major been the minor
Been the shoulder been the crier
Everything you asked me for
But I've never been never been yours
Never been yours
Never been the bride nor the bridesmaid
Never been the song that you dance to
I've never been a melody no serenade no symphony
I guess that if you're born on a Tuesday you're not the music
Been the truth been the liar
Been the preacher been the choir
I've been rich and I've been poor
Been the after and before
Been the major been the minor
Been the shoulder been the crier
Everything you asked me for
But I've never been never been yours
Never been yours
Been the truth been the liar
Been the preacher been the choir
I've been rich and I've been poor
Been the after and before
Been the major been the minor
Been the shoulder been the crier
Everything you asked me for
But I've never been never been yours
Never been yours
Never been yours