Down here there´s gonna be so much exploring
I know I gotta take a trip to Turin
You say you want the books from the shelves
You say you want me all to yourself

On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over

If these walls could talk they´d tell us not to paint them
But you´re the architect who knows just how to save them
I bet you´d pick a regular white
Just bright enough to make us go blind
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over

How many “nice to meet you”s can I fake
But how many “nice to know you”s can I take

I bet you´ll meet the nicest surprise
And she´ll push the hair right out of your eyes

On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over

On knowing it´s over
On knowing it´s over
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