You look in her eyes, the music begins to play.
Hopeless romantics, here we go again.
But after a while youre looking the other way.
Its those restless hearts that never mend.
Theres talk on the street, its there to remind you
That it doesnt really matter which side youre on.
Youre walking away and theyre talking behind you.
They will never forget you till somebody new comes along.
Don't we all have this in our lives to some extent
when we were so foolish. I mean, are.
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