I'm walking down the street.
And there's a breathtaking girl.
A stranger to my eyes.
Stuck in my head.
Who do I call you when I see you again.
But why I'm in love right now?
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Will she come back?
Will she use this street again?
Will she come back?
I asking myself.
Will she come back?
I'd rather follow her.
Will she come back?
I asking myself again.
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There you are in front of me.
You and I were meant to be.
I don't know what to do and what to say.
Is this love and how it feels?
I hope you feel the same like I do.
And how I am in love right now.
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Will she come back?
I'd rather follow her home.
Will she come back?
I asking myself.
Will you come back?
Will I see you again?
Will you come back?
Now I am asking you.