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by Hugh Laurie
All my life has been a mystery.
You and I were never ever meant to be,
That´s why I call my love for you a mystery.
You and I have always lived in a different country.
And I know that airline tickets don´t grown on a tree.
So what kept us apart is plain for me to see,
That much at least is not really a mystery.
I live in a houseboat on an estuary.
Which is handy for my work with the Thames Water Authority.
But I know that you would have found it insanitry,
Taken a violent dislike to me,
I´d be foolish to ignore the possibilities,
That if we had ever actually met you might have hated me.
Still, that´s not the only problem that I can see.
Dead since 1993,
You´ve been dead now.. wait a minute let me see.
Fourteen years come next January,
As a human being you are history
So why do I still long for you?
Why is my love so strong for you?
Why did I write this song for you?
Well.. I guess it´s just a mystery.