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Lyrics:
Record player spins
Takes us back to when
Passion first arrived
Everyone else is bored, everything is a chore
But I feel fine (just like you)
Can you hear the rain
Tap the window pane
Just the way we like?
Everyone else is inside
Come on, let's go for a walk or...
Go for a ride, streets are
Calling our name
We are never afraid of what may chase us
We ride on
A picture that you paint
Captures everything
Record player spins
Takes us back to when
Passion first arrived
Everyone else is bored, everything is a chore
But I feel fine (just like you)
Maybe we should take it back
Everyday we take it back
Every time we take it back
This passion stays alive
Everyone else is inside
Come on, let's go for a drive
Every time we bring it back this passion stays alive
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