It wasn't always like this We did it in the darkness
Where talking it rarely that necessary And time doesn't count at all
(Whispered verse - very unclear!) Bohemian boys and Brazilian girls Make familiar noise in a familiar world Its like a million beats in a Parisian heart Working the west with the girls from the east Working a sweat from a million beats Where oblivion stops and oblivion starts
Love makes the world go round But the words are strange Love makes the world go round But the words are strange
Where talking it rarely that necessary And time doesn't count at all
Love makes the world go round But the words are strange Love makes the world go round But the words are strange