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Waiting for a change in the weather
I'm waiting for a shift in the air
Could we get it to gether, ever
Hoping for yo ur ret urn
Hoping for yo ur sweet, sweet re turn
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Hello , is this heaven calling ?
Hello, hello , is somebody th ere?
She must be some where and then she says
Hello, hello, hell o
She's really an angel
She stands in the sunshine
She's closing her eyes
She's starting to dream
She's pulling the strings
She's dreaming a strange dream
Where nothing is grey
Then she takes me a way
And she's pulling the strings
When she's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hell o
Ohh, she's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hello
Ohh, she's playing with love
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| | | | | (x4)
Counting (counting, counting, counting)
I count every second
And I'm standing (standing, standing, standing)
I stand in the ra in
I walk up that l ane
Which leads to the s unshine
She stands in the s unshine
She's closing her e yes
Then she takes me a way
And she's pulling the strings
When she's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hell o
Ohh, she's playing with love
Hello, hell o
She's playing with love
Hello, hello, hello
Ohh, she's playing with love
