Hearing the life around them acting loud 

They look nervous 

When they hope it is right on time 

Eight o´clock there with the mushroom crowd 

Now they stand there alone 

Catch a memory in a blur of years 

Try to recognize a friend 

From a time gone by 

Happy lovers and a girl in tears 

And young couple hooking up 

Standing by the storefront window 

Watching as the night turns bittersweet 

Sees herself like in a mirror 

Hearing songs with drifting beats 

He takes some time to take her in and 

walks right up, 

let her know his show 

They worry too much 

That they won´t be the one 

But they never be there 

Walking home alone 



(chorus) 

Records and amore 

Slowbeats on the floor 

Kissing in the streets 

when we walk home to my.... 



Records and amore 

Sleeping on the floor 

Makin´ love to Barry White 

All through the night 





A little later when they walk on home 

He pulls her closer 

and she stops for a magic moment 

It's an evening when they're not alone 

a common interest they have found 

Watch them from a distance, hear ends 

And they feel their pulses raising 

when they know they´re more than friends 

You might think they´re touched by angels 

and that your time just wan´t show 

but no Once in your life there is one way to go 

and you´ll never be there 

walking home alone 



(chorus)