When they grew tired of you
Navarre my love
Navarre my love
You wonder if this heart of theirs
Would lose its respect for you
Navarre my love
Navarre my love
What makes you think love would last
When you know that their whole love depended
on them(on them)
Navarre my love
Navarre my love
You say they fear you'll change your mind
And you won't retire from them
Navarre my love
Navarre my love
How a remnant hate to see your ministry end
When we were willing to spend our whole lives
With you(with you, with you).
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