Strange
things happen
When
you're not around
Our
love is so strong
It moves
objects in my house
Strange
things happen
When
you're not around
Those
magical moments
Have
found their way back home again
All winter
long while I was locked in my room
Your
face at the window and my hair on the floor
I was
thinking of you
All
winter long while I was locked in my room
Your
face at the window
And
that book of old spells
I was
thinking of you
And
all the spells we cast
Have
lately come to pass
And
the flowers in the garden have all fallen down
Strange
things happen
When
you're not around
Our
love is so strong
It moves
objects in my house
Strange
things happen
When
you're not around
Those
magical moments
Have
found their way back home again
Strange
things happen
Strange
things happen
Strange
things happen
(repeat)
Marco Giunco |
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