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I used to live my life like I was living inside a foreign love song
Places with exotic names, street cafés, big jet planes
I'd picture myself in Amsterdam or Rome
Or Paris or someplace 10,000 miles from home
And the suits I wear are Italian razor-sharp
The sun towering over me in the most unlikely kind of light
Now there's nobody home but me and it's late afternoon and raining
I'm watching foreign movies in black and white
I'm reading subtitles and they don't seem right
I'm holding on to this foreign love song
Foreign love drives me insane
I know you speak good English so why don't you tell me your name?
Because I used to know someone that looks like you
She'd write me postcards when there's nothing else better to do
And now this siren song, I've never heard it so loud before
Takes over the helm, drags me ashore
Now there's nobody home but me and it's late afternoon and raining
I'm watching foreign movies - they're all suspense
I'm reading subtitles and they don't make any sense
I'm holding on to this foreign love song
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