She shivers in the rain
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It's the capital connecting with her veins
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Stepping under statues and on trains
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'Till we are under covers
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She giggles like a child
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With no sign of all the tension in her life
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It's written on her T-shirt and in her eyes
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That there is no other
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'Cause we are the lovers, we are the lovers
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We're different colours but we stand up as one
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We are the lovers, we are the lovers
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Two different colours but we stand up as one
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All the silly things we do
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Just remind me of the flippancy of youth
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Kissing under statues, throwing food
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And getting into trouble
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She shivers in the cold
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It's the capital connecting with her bones
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Jumping into taxis, here we go
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Yes there is no other
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Cause we are the lovers, we are the lovers
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We're different colours but we stand up as one
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We are the lovers, we are the lovers
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Two different colours but we stand up as one
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Lovers
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| The Tears |
