People are yelling
'cos the teacher's out the room,
But all that soon dwindles as our blue eyes meet.
Suddenly there seems to be
No air under my feet.
I wonder if there's any love that our love cannot beat?
People are yelling
'cos the teacher's out the room,
But all that soon dwindles as our blue eyes meet.
Suddenly there seems to be
No air under my feet.
I wonder if there's any love that our love cannot beat?
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