Text: Erasure. Union Street. Alien.

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Cuts to the quick
Pure emotion, a trip
No word of a lie

Pressed to your lips
We collide, slowly twist
Ardent and lithe

Seeps into the ground
Kisses the earth and I am found

Love's young dream could be alien
Strange ways, how we fly
Tuning low like a radio
Whispering goodbye

Just so it seems
Softly potent, serene
Vacant and shy

You are everywhere
Under my skin and in my hair

Love's young dream could be alien
Strange ways, how we fly
Tuning low like a radio
Whispering goodbye

Seeps into the ground
Kisses the earth and I am found

Love's young dream could be alien
Strange ways, how we fly
Tuning low like a radio
Whispering goodbye

Love's young dream could be alien
Strange ways, how we fly
Tuning low like a radio
Whispering goodbye

Love's young dream could be alien
Strange ways, how we fly