Ray Price
If It's Love (then Bet It All)

(J.R. Cochran)

You could build a wall around you
Now no one would blame you
Everyone would sigh and sympathize
For what you've been through.

You could count the feelings that he walked on
As a reason to let it in
Or count it as a ribbon in the race
That you've been running when you win.

But if it's love that you're playing for, bet it all
There's no way to save your pride
Or leave a cushion for yourself should you fall
If it's love that you're playing for, play to win
A heart is only broken when it loses the desire to try again.

But you could build a wall around you
Know no one would blame you
Those who gather round would not look down
Although they're seeing through.

You could let the sorrow that you're feeling
Be tomorrow's point of view
Or you could let the feeling that you're hoping for
Be what's guiding you.

So if it's love that you're playing for, ah, bet it all
There's no way to save your pride
Or leave a cushion for yourself should you fall
If it's love that you're playing for, play to win
A heart is only broken when it loses the desire to try again.

You could build a wall around you now...


Mirror lyrics:

You could build a wall around you now...

A heart is only broken when it loses the desire to try again.
If it's love that you're playing for, play to win
Or leave a cushion for yourself should you fall
There's no way to save your pride
So if it's love that you're playing for, ah, bet it all

Be what's guiding you.
Or you could let the feeling that you're hoping for
Be tomorrow's point of view
You could let the sorrow that you're feeling

Although they're seeing through.
Those who gather round would not look down
Know no one would blame you
But you could build a wall around you

A heart is only broken when it loses the desire to try again.
If it's love that you're playing for, play to win
Or leave a cushion for yourself should you fall
There's no way to save your pride
But if it's love that you're playing for, bet it all

That you've been running when you win.
Or count it as a ribbon in the race
As a reason to let it in
You could count the feelings that he walked on

For what you've been through.
Everyone would sigh and sympathize
Now no one would blame you
You could build a wall around you

(J.R. Cochran)


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