| We hide behind the hills
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| We walk through tunnelled fields
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| And no-one sees us holding hands
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| Love
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| Don’t point
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| Don’t scare it Oh Love
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| Don’t point don’t scare it We sneak into the trees
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| We hide beneath the leaves
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| And nobody will find us here
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| Oh we dance across the lake
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| We laugh into the wind
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| And nobody will find us out
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| Love
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| Don’t point
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| Don’t scare it Oh Love
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| Don’t point
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| Don’t scare it… Please!
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| We creep along the lanes
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| We sneak through seven gates
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| We pass a flock of birds
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| Who didn’t flinch a feather
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| This cliff will keep us safe
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| We hide beneath it’s walls
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| Alone again it’s
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| It’s time to kiss
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| Love
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| Don’t point
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| Don’t scare it Oh Love
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| Don’t point
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| Don’t scare it Love… oh love
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| Oooh love, don’t point
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| Don’t scare it |