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Hooverphonic
Renaissance affair
Makes me drown
Lost and found
Neighbours complain
Sheets are stained
Hotel shower
The best around
Spacing from Paris to New York
Silver sunglasses
Silver phone
Connect us to someone
Who doesn't know
About these feelings we can't control
People they want us to fall down
But we won't ever
Touch the ground
'Cause we're perfectly balanced
We'll float around
'Til noone is near
Do you hear this sound
Spacing from Paris to New York
Silver sunglasses
Silver phone
Connect us to someone
Who doesn't know
About these feelings we can't control
This strange feeling captures us
It generates this huge fuzz
I miss you all the time I must face
I miss your touch and your embrace
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