Into the bosom of technology
I kept my feelings to myself
Until the perfect moment comes
Then into your bloodstream I will go
Until I turn into a part of you
Flooding the garden of delights
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
It's not the ending of the world
It's only the closing of a discotheque
I used to go three times a week
But that was a long long time ago
Yeah, that was a long long time ago
And that roaring that you hear
Is only the blood that circles constantly
No it is not applause my dear
No, that was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
Ooh, oh ooh
In between stations I can hear
A million possibilities
It's only the singing of the stars
That burned out a long long time ago
They burned out a long long time ago
Ooh, oh ooh
And in the land where I grew up Into the bosom of technology I kept my feelings to myself Until the perfect moment comes Then into your bloodstream I will go Until I turn into a part of you Flooding the garden of delights That was a long long time ago That was a long long time ago It's not the ending of the world It's only the closing of a discotheque I used to go three times a week But that was a long long time ago Yeah, that was a long long time ago And that roaring that you hear Is only the blood that circles constantly No it is not applause my dear No, that was a long long time ago That was a long long time ago Ooh, oh ooh In between stations I can hear A million possibilities It's only the singing of the stars That burned out a long long time ago They burned out a long long time ago Ooh, oh ooh Explain Request ×
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