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I set the scene to tell the tale - Who could have known his face would pale?Life is never what you want unless you plan it from the start;Now, wouldn't that be smart?Don't make a sound, as I cry out;Is that what love is all about?Don't make a sound, as I call out;I know that's not what's love about...Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, don't make a sound.So this is how it always goes, and what is real, we'll never know...Trust me, now I know firsthand - My fiction leads my real life, andThis isn't what I planned...Don't make a sound, as I cry out;Is that what love is all about?Don't make a sound, as I call out;I know that's not what's love about...Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, don't make a sound.My melody's my malady, my hand inscribes my grave;I told you once, I'll tell you twice: there's nothing left to say...I don't know what I've been told, my memory escaped,But don't try to refresh my mind, I've reasoned it that way...Just shh...Letras de cancionesDon't make a sound, as I cry out;Is that what love is all about?Don't make a sound, as I call out;I know that's not what's love about...Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, don't make a sound. From Letras Mania