I see lovers in the streets walking,
without a care.
They're wearing out loud
like there's something in the air
Oooooh, and i don't care
They're treading lightly
No they, don't sink in
There's no tracks to follow
they don't care where they going
hmm
And if they're lucky and they'll,
they'll get to see and if they're
really really lucky they'll
get to feel..
And
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