| We walk the street and I hold your hand
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| And as we stroll along I can understand
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| How a love can live in this desolate land.
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| Broken windows and broken hearts
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| And you are cheated before you start.
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| Was there ever a chance, no there was never a chance.
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| But then your love, love and emotion
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| Oh your love, love and emotion,
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| Oh how your love, love and emotion
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| Oh your love sets me free.
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| So everyday at 5 o’clock
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| I run down your street, to your block
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| And up five flights of stairs, up five flights of stairs.
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| And in your laughter there’s mission bells,
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| Coloured lanterns and caroussels
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| And in this hallway is home, no I’m not so alone.
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| Because your love, love and emotion
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| Oh your love, ove and emotion,
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| Oh how your love, love and emotion
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| Oh your love sets me free.
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| Oh how your love, love and emotion
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| Oh your love, love and emotion,
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| Oh how your love, love and emotion
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| Oh your love sets me free.
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| Oh how your love, love and emotion
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| Oh how your love, love and emotion. |