The Price Of Love
Artist: Bon Jovi
Album: 7800 Degrees Fahrenheit
Bon Jovi 7800 Degrees Fahrenheit The Price Of Love
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One Heart one other
They met last summer
One move she started
Now they love this way
The pain of pleasure
lying together
You're at their mercy
As the telephone's ringing on
No one said there'd be nights like this
Risk your life for a stolen kiss
We live , we learn, we lie
For the price of love
We kiss then say goodbye
For the price of love
Each move goes so slow
Until the doors close
No secret codes now
No words as baby goes down
One last dance then goodbye
Practicing his love lies
He runs to his wife
And your left holding the knife
You live your life to take that chance
When you're a master of
The art of romance
And you know you won't cross
that line
Until that last slow dance
We live, we learn, we lie
For the price of love
We kiss, then say goodbye
For the price of love
We live, we learn, we lie
For the price of love
Alone our lonely hearts
Would die.
It's all a game
And the way that it's played
There's no time to wonder why
To catch you when you fall
Answer when you call
No one can hear you cry
Solo
We live, we learn, we lie
For the price of love
We kiss, then say goodbye
For the price of love
They met last summer
One move she started
Now they love this way
The pain of pleasure
lying together
You're at their mercy
As the telephone's ringing on
No one said there'd be nights like this
Risk your life for a stolen kiss
We live , we learn, we lie
For the price of love
We kiss then say goodbye
For the price of love
Each move goes so slow
Until the doors close
No secret codes now
No words as baby goes down
One last dance then goodbye
Practicing his love lies
He runs to his wife
And your left holding the knife
You live your life to take that chance
When you're a master of
The art of romance
And you know you won't cross
that line
Until that last slow dance
We live, we learn, we lie
For the price of love
We kiss, then say goodbye
For the price of love
We live, we learn, we lie
For the price of love
Alone our lonely hearts
Would die.
It's all a game
And the way that it's played
There's no time to wonder why
To catch you when you fall
Answer when you call
No one can hear you cry
Solo
We live, we learn, we lie
For the price of love
We kiss, then say goodbye
For the price of love
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