| The sun is shining on the ground
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| I see that nothing makes a sound
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| I move invisible as air
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| And choose the time to disappear
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| Ah, ah, ah — I’m in love with you
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| The spirit started long ago
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| They’ve found somewhere they couldn’t go
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| They spend their time just looking out
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| For those who never share a doubt
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah — they’re in love with you
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| The seagull on the seeping sand
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| Can die but never understand
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| The oil that festers on our shore
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| Will cast a stain for evermore
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah — who’s in love with that?
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| The gnomes are moving through the night
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| They sing and fiddle with delight
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| And we eat Weetabix and sing
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| About the joys that love can bring
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah — if they ever come
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| The sun is shining very hard
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| It melts both margarine and lard
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| But me I only dream of you
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| I hope that you are dreaming too
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah — I’m in love with you |