| When you walk in the room love walks in with you
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| And I’m so in love with you, with you
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| We’ve come through weeks and months and days of years
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| And left behind a trail of tears
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| The moon is silver and the night is blue
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| And this blanket’s big enough for two
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| In the wilderness of a time of change
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| When all roads look strange
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| When veils are thin and paths obscure
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| The only thing I know for sure
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| Is when you walk in the room love walks in with you
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| And I’m so in love with you, with you
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| Your voice is honey, honey, to my ears
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| I could listen to you for a thousand years
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| Your touch is softer than the fall of snow
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| In a secret valley where no winds blow
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| Mist over sunrise, shadows on the face of the deep
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| And no time to sleep
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| A bewilderment of paths on every hand
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| And the only thing I understand
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| Is when you walk in the room love walks in with you
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| And I’m so in love with you, with you
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| Things that you said when we lay between sheets
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| Will live in my heart for as long as it beats
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| I play them back honey on the soundtrack of my mind
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| Every time I lose some ground and fall behind
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| Now a west wind blows down these city streets
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| It tells me «go» but something stops my feet
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| The world is swirling, spinning round my ears
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| And all I trust just disappears
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| And then you walk in the room and love walks in with you
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| And I’m so in love with you, with you… |