I could buy a dress, or some gold
I could take a break, I could buy a holiday
I could buy the sun...
I could sell my car, I could sell my phone
I could sell every little thing I own
I could sell the clothes on my back
But that won't get you back
But there are some things you just can't buy
Even if you work overtime
I could sell you everything I've bought in my life
But it still wouldn't be enough
Cos no money in the world
Could equal the price of love
The price of love, love, love... love
Love can sell you hope, love will sell you faith
It will help you wish and wait
It can sell you dreams, it can sell you fairytales
But it won't buy your pain
I've collected cuts & I've collected scars
I've bottled up every single wound in my heart
These memories are all I have
But they won't bring you back
But there are some things you just can't buy
Even if you work, even if you work overtime
I could sell you everything I've bought in my life
But it still wouldn't be enough
Cos no money in the world
Could equal the price of love
The price of love,
Every time you get a broken heart
The price of love goes up
It goes up
Every time you get a broken heart
The price of love goes up
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