Tell me all you know
What was that old story that you told?
Yea, i know it’s late, but these times won’t wait
We hear the bells on every hour
Says she likes to write
And she likes to walk by the park
Yea this house is gold, but it has no light
Dealers on our street
Black cats in our yard, we don’t mind
Feelings lived here once, before our time
We hear the bells on every hour
I will always love you
We hear the bells on every hour
I will always love you
Says she loves to dance
(?)
We don’t want these days to ever end
To ever end
To ever end
To ever end