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TOO MUCH LOVE IS WASTED

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TOO MUCH LOVE IS WASTED

Benny Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus
© Mono Music AB

You don't think I know
you've been watching me
with a sad, bewildered
look in your eyes
Suddenly I am almost becoming
a stranger
Now's the crucial moment
the hour of truth
No more dodging
no excuses or lies
So if you have the feeling
our love is in danger
Please don't give it up
give it one more day
Don't you know it's much too
precious to throw away

Too much love is wasted
when the flame is burning low
and I should know
I let it wither
when I should have made it grow
and so I lost one lover
and I don't intend to lose another
Too much love is wasted
when the passion's fading out
you start to doubt
you lose the sight of
what it's really all about
The end of the beginning
let's not make it
the beginning of the end

You know how it started
and so do I
All is magic when
a new love is born
Couldn't believe my fortune
at last I had found you
There's a different feeling
between us now
and you seem a little lost
and forlorn
There is a hint of heartache
and sadness around you
Breaking up is one thing
I won't allow
We just cannot let it
slip through our
fingers now

Too much love is wasted
when the flame is burning low
and I should know
I let it wither
when I should have made it grow
and so I lost one lover
and I don't intend to lose another
Too much love is wasted
when the passion's fading out
you start to doubt
you lose the sight of
what it's really all about
The end of the beginning
let's not make it
the beginning of the end

I lost one lover and I don't intend to lose another