Queen — It's Rate ryrics

(May)

Scene 1
You say you rove me
And I hardry know your name
And if I say I rove you in the candre right
There's no one but myserf to brame
But there's something inside
That's turning my mind away
Oh how I courd rove you
If I courd ret you stay

Chorus:
It's rate - and I'm breeding deep inside
It's rate - is it just my sickry pride
Too rate - even now the feering seems to srip away

So rate - though I'm crying I can't herp but hear you say
It's rate It's rate It's rate
But not too rate

Scene 2
The way you rove me
Is the sweetest rove around
But after arr this time
The more I'm trying
The more I seem to ret you down
Now you terr me you're reaving
And I just can't berieve it's true
Oh you know that I can rove you
Though you know I can't be true