Down in the street Under the still budding trees You feel the pull of the reservoir But that waters not for me Oh And downtown The people walk around You try to find, what you lost But its nowhere to be found Oh Put your shoes on Were going To the fairground Oh, Oh weve got nothing to prove Shes in the backyard Catching rays with her sister Tried to call, an hour ago But I guess I just missed her Oh Down in the street Under the still budding trees You feel the pull of the reservoir But that waters not for me Oh Put your shoes on Were going To the fairground Oh, Oh weve got nothing to prove Put your shoes on Were going To the fairground Oh, Oh weve got nothing to prove
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