|  |  |  |  | She found the records lying underneath the bed  All the songs she used to sing  All the songs she used to play  All those words those melodies  And the promise of some kind of love  And the promise of some kind of love  When we lose what we love  Don’t think anything will ever taste the same  When we lose what we love  Don’t think anything will ever feel as good again  Now I know how much the anger however much the pain  Destroy only enough that enough still remains of  Some kind of love some kind of love some kind of love Some kind of love some kind of love some kind of love The songs hadn’t changed every note just the same  But when she played them once again  All those words those melodies Like better days past and gone leaving her behind  With the promise of some kind of love  With the promise of some kind of love  When we lose what we love  Don’t think anything will ever taste the same  When we lose what we love  Don’t think anything will ever feel as good again  Now I know how much the anger however much the pain  Destroy only enough that enough still remains of  Some kind of love some kind of love some kind of love Some kind of love some kind of love some kind of love  Some kind of love      |  |  |  | | |  |  |  | (x2) She put the records back in their place  And straightened her dress and wiped her face She closed and locked the door  And left them lying on the floor  And she sang  Mmm mmm some kind of love some kind of love  Mmm mmm mmm mmm some kind of love some kind of love  Mmm mmm mmm mmm some kind of love some kind of love