The world's alive
With the sounds of kids on the street outside...
And we're spinning with the stars above,
And you lift me up in the web of love.
What great images. I can just see my 80's self in my almost-dark bedroom on a summer night, windows open, waiting for my boyfriend to get home. This kind of stuff you can only feel when you're young.
The world's alive With the sounds of kids on the street outside...
And we're spinning with the stars above, And you lift me up in the web of love.
What great images. I can just see my 80's self in my almost-dark bedroom on a summer night, windows open, waiting for my boyfriend to get home. This kind of stuff you can only feel when you're young.