Seasons Of Love
Eight hundred thirty thousand
Eight hundred and eighty minutes,
Eight hundred thirty thousand
Moments so dear.
Eight hundred thirty thousand
Eight hundred eighty minutes,
How do you measure, measure these months?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of Nesquick
In phone calls, in miles, in laughter, in tears.
In eight hundred thirty thousand
Eight hundred and eighty minutes,
How do you measure
These months in our life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love,
Measure our life in love.
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