(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Lloyd-Mertens)
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It's a trick of my mind
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To faces bathing in the screenlight
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She's so soft and warm in my arms
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I tune it into the scene
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My hand are resting on her shoulders
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When we're dancing away for a while
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Oh, we're moving, we're falling, we step into the fire
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By the hour of the wolf in a midnight dream
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There's no reason to hurry, just start that brand new story
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Set it alight, we're head over heels in love
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Head over heels
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The ringing of your laughter it sounds like a melody
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To once forbidden places we'll go for a while
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It's the definite show
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Our shadows resting in the moonlight
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It's so clear and bright in your eyes
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It's the touch of your sighs
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My lips are resting on your shoulder
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When we're moving so soft and slow
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We need the extasy, the jelousy, the comedy of love
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Like the cary grants and kellys once before
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Give me more tragedy, more harmony and phantasy, my love
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And set it alight, just starting that satellite
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Set it alight
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Sounds Like A Melody
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Alphaville |