I used to think I lived, to be in love,
But what I had to give was not enough.
Now you look into the mirror and you'll see
The reflection of just how our love used to be.
And though, we had it all,
We wanted even more
Even more
We don't have to look for love,
It's knocking at our door
I said let's take it slow, but you didn't care.
What was to be our future is now our past.
And I am the best that you will find.
We were both the best we left behind,
And though, we had it all,
We wanted even more,
Even more,
Wanted so much more,
We don't have to look for love,
It's knocking at our door
And though, we had it all,
We wanted even more,
Even more,
And I know,
We'd trade it all
To be in love once more,
Like before (just like we were before)
We don't have to look for love (The search is over)
It's closer than before
Whoa oh, we don't have to look for love
It's knocking at our door
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