Well, I caught you looking at me
Tell me what did you see?
Don't you know that one's essence can't be found?
The trumpets and the strings
And the young man who sings
Hail from a country where the heartsong has no sound
Do you know, do you know?
Do you know, do you know?
Do you know what your true love does to me?
(whistling)
In the final stages of night
When your dreams are turning to white
Try to remember how the silent echoes sound
For my love is overflowing
And I really didn't do a thing
It's just becoming, and it's spinning me around
Do you know, do you know?
Do you know, do you know?
Do you know what your true love does to me?
Do you know, do you know?
Do you know, do you know?
There's a hole at the bottom of the sea ...
(whistling)
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