That girl,
Whose heart cried out for love,
One day,
Love came as an answer.
And then,
She was happy,
For the simple fact of loving.
You know love?
Well, it came,
So softly,
Knocking on the doors
Of the boy and the girl,
And no one seemed to hear its call.
But that girl,
So clever, she shouted:
I really want
A love for life!
And love crossed the street,
And there it stayed with bag and all.
And love crossed the street,
And there it stayed with bag and all.
If love knocks on your door,
You’d better let it in.
It’s like a bus at the stop,
Or a train at the station.
If love knocks on your door,
You’d better let it in.
It’s like a bus at the stop,
Or a train at the station.
If love knocks on your door,
You’d better let it in.
It’s like a bus at the stop,
Or a train at the station.
But that girl,
So clever, she shouted:
I really want
A love for life!
And love crossed the street,
And there it stayed with bag and all.
And love crossed the street,
And there it stayed with bag and all.
If love knocks on your door,
You’d better let it in.
It’s like a bus at the stop,
Or a train at the station.
If love knocks on your door,
You’d better let it in.
It’s like a bus at the stop,
Or a train at the station.
But that girl,
So clever, she shouted:
I really want
A love for life!
And love crossed the street,
And there it stayed with bag and all.
And love crossed the street,
And there it stayed with bag and all.
