Sunday drivers, to the wire
Hearts are burning, hot desire
Picture windows, when the wind blows
Singing songs, every man knows
So when you're all alone
Remember you could be the one
Only the few, the chosen ones
Just like me and you, the chosen ones
See the people in the street,
It's in the eyes of those you meet, yeah
In the morning, the light is calling
Darkness falling, daylight calling
So when you're all alone
Remember you could be the one
Only the few, the chosen ones
Just like me and you, the chosen ones
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