Under This Spell - Diego Garcia

Under this spell can’t you feel the warmth of spring?

Can’t you tell none of this will mean a thing?

And the people are talking about what they’re reading about

You and me, under this spell

It’s in the papers and magazines

A different version with twisted scenes

The lights and flashes that lead your way

The many rumors that fill your day

Under this spell can’t you feel the warmth of spring?

Can’t you tell none of this will mean a thing?

Darling I here them coming

Why couldn’t we just start running off, come on

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