Nhạc sĩ: Quincy Jones
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One heart to trade or sell, One heart, an empty shell.Perhaps I'll stop in some pawnbroker's shop And see what he might payFor second-hand hearts today Or old dreams I'll never use.Perhaps I'd love to lose Such worthless things,What scale could measure them? What other fool could beA fool like me and treasure them?Ever since you're gone, I wear you on this heart.How could I pawn this heart that still loves you?Such worthless things, What scale could measure them?What other fool could be A fool like me and treasure them?Ever since you're gone, I wear you on this heart.How could I pawn this heart that still loves you?
