Lyrics It's Romance - Alexandre Desplat
                                                Sit 
                                                yourself 
                                                down 
                                                son 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                not 
                                                courting 
                                                yet?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                glance 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                envy 
                                                him 
                                                and 
                                                an 
                                                answer 
                                                he 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                forget
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                what 
                                                i'ts 
                                                like 
                                                now, 
                                                please 
                                                grandad 
                                                don't 
                                                be 
                                                ashamed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cause 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                as 
                                                them, 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                into 
                                                this 
                                                trend
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                story's 
                                                of 
                                                how 
                                                lust 
                                                and 
                                                romance
 
                                    
                                
                                                Were 
                                                once 
                                                told 
                                                and 
                                                how 
                                                it 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                keep 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                pages
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                are 
                                                turning, 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                happening
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                said 
                                                love 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                fast 
                                                song, 
                                                he 
                                                said 
                                                it's 
                                                exiting
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                when 
                                                your 
                                                barely 
                                                holding 
                                                on,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                record 
                                                you 
                                                play 
                                                just 
                                                keeps 
                                                skipping
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                set 
                                                new 
                                                tracks 
                                                and
 
                                    
                                
                                                Move 
                                                on, 
                                                but 
                                                when 
                                                your 
                                                barely 
                                                holdidng 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                your 
                                                holding 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                story's 
                                                of 
                                                how 
                                                lust 
                                                and 
                                                romance 
                                                were 
                                                once 
                                                told
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                how 
                                                it 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                as 
                                                beautiful 
                                                as 
                                                cellar 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                taste 
                                                was 
                                                so 
                                                clean 
                                                yet 
                                                so 
                                                pure 
                                                and 
                                                raw
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                only 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                turn 
                                                back 
                                                time 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                lucky 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                of 
                                                been, 
                                                it 
                                                should 
                                                have 
                                                been
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                things 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                as 
                                                beautiful 
                                                as 
                                                cellar 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                taste 
                                                was 
                                                so 
                                                clean 
                                                yet 
                                                so 
                                                pure 
                                                and 
                                                raw
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                only 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                turn 
                                                back 
                                                time 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                lucky 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                of 
                                                been, 
                                                it 
                                                should 
                                                have 
                                                been
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                only 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                turn 
                                                back 
                                                time 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                lucky 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                of 
                                                been, 
                                                it 
                                                should 
                                                have 
                                                been
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                things 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                as 
                                                beautiful 
                                                as 
                                                cellar 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                taste 
                                                was 
                                                so 
                                                clean 
                                                yet 
                                                so 
                                                pure 
                                                and 
                                                raw
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                only 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                turn 
                                                back 
                                                time 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                lucky 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                of 
                                                been
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 It's Romance
2 Dance on the Porch
3 The Beach
4 Christmas Morning
5 Little Women
6 German-Greek Party
7 On Sale
8 Wolfgang
9 Bruxelles
10 Airports
11 Francfort
12 The MOU
13 Greek President
14 Fmi
15 Ballet Tsipras
16 Amy
17 Adults in the Room
18 Theatre in the Attic
19 Bargain
20 The Book
21 Christmas Breakfast
22 Friedrich Dances with Jo
23 Plumfield
24 Telegram
25 Yani's Dance
26 Ice Skating
27 Father Comes Home
28 The Letter
29 Snow in the Garden
30 Jo Writes
31 Amy, Fred, Meg & John
32 Dr March's Daughters
33 Friedrich
34 Laurie and Jo on the Hill
35 Meg's Dress
36 Carriage Ride
37 Laurie
38 Young Love
39 Laurie Kisses Amy
40 Caricatures
41 Referendum
42 Europe
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