Our footsteps in the same footprints
Towards the same tomorrows
Our clothes on the same hangers
What do you say to that?
Our place settings on the same table
Our bodies in the same bath
Our castles in the same sand
What do you say to that?
Two twin spirits, parallel, well matched
That can seem basic or banal
Oh, the ordinary route
But what if it turned out to be...
Our heroes on the same pedestal
Our leads on the same dog
Our portraits in the same frame
What do you say to that?
Our raincoats behind the same door
And who would we need?
Each of us in the warmth of the other
What do you say to that?
Two ordinary hearts, renters, on credit
That can seem basic or banal
Oh, the ordinary route
But what if it turned out to be...
Love
In our battered pasts
In our little second-hand hearts
When the slate has been wiped clean
We’ll be able to give ourselves a break
A carpet of heavy wool
And burying together underneath
Our eternal promises
What do you say to that?
When the world will have to disappear
Sold, split, in a bad way
We’ll be forgotten perhaps
What do you say to that?
So, our footsteps in the same footprints
Towards the same tomorrows
Our clothes on the same hangers
What do you say to that?
Two twin spirits, parallel, well matched
That can seem basic or banal
Oh, the ordinary route
But what if it turned out to be...
Love
What do you say to that?
What do you say to that about love?
What do you say to that?