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Love Is All Around
1)
I sing this story here, ‘cause now we need it
I know, it’s boring old just like love and sin
But it’s like an open book, telling new stories day by day
It’s sad to tell nice tales, ‘because people don’t remember
How beautiful everything could be.
Only God knows why
2)
Grandma’s tales, wrapped up in cookies scent
Drowned dreams, a dirty glass of scotch
Just like a rain, never coming out
It’s hard to grow up
Childhood doesn’t want to end
You get mad under duties
You’ve got to stand there with your tie
While pink elephants are dancing in your mind.
Refr:
The last flower in town
Is surprised tell me
What’s going on?
Pick it up, and change the flow of life
Close your eyes and you will see
Love is all around
3)
I don’t pray in church on Sunday
And I never sing at Mass
I like to go down to people and
Sing my prayer upward from the ground
I don’t need TV reality
My block is just enough
It’s sad to tell nice tales
‘Cause people don’t remember
How beautiful everything could be
Only God knows the reason why
Refr:
The devout look of a dog
The weep of a little child
It’s a happy tear that will never be picked up
Close your eyes and you will see
Love is all around.
1)
I sing this story here, ‘cause now we need it
I know, it’s boring old just like love and sin
But it’s like an open book, telling new stories day by day
It’s sad to tell nice tales, ‘because people don’t remember
How beautiful everything could be.
Only God knows why
2)
Grandma’s tales, wrapped up in cookies scent
Drowned dreams, a dirty glass of scotch
Just like a rain, never coming out
It’s hard to grow up
Childhood doesn’t want to end
You get mad under duties
You’ve got to stand there with your tie
While pink elephants are dancing in your mind.
Refr:
The last flower in town
Is surprised tell me
What’s going on?
Pick it up, and change the flow of life
Close your eyes and you will see
Love is all around
3)
I don’t pray in church on Sunday
And I never sing at Mass
I like to go down to people and
Sing my prayer upward from the ground
I don’t need TV reality
My block is just enough
It’s sad to tell nice tales
‘Cause people don’t remember
How beautiful everything could be
Only God knows the reason why
Refr:
The devout look of a dog
The weep of a little child
It’s a happy tear that will never be picked up
Close your eyes and you will see
Love is all around.
