Night hangs over her dreams,
she dreams of you and me.
She walks down the street,
there’s a juggler juggling
and a busker sings about perfect love.

She wades under bridges,
she climbs on highest mountains.
She walks down the street,
there’s a beggar begging
and a mainliner chases the dragon.
A pink Cadillac drives past,
she boards in.
She ends up in a house of pleasure.
The golden piano begins to play.
But there were only paying friends.

Night hangs over her dreams,
she dreams of you and me.
She walks down the street,
there’s a juggler juggling
and a busker sings about perfect love.

(He sings)
«Love always lies about,
you just have to take a bit.
If you have done that,
you can take me higher.
Love always lies about,
you just have to take a bit.
(Love)

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