Two speakers trade verses about imagined futures where love spreads through everything, even elephant bodies. They recall past drinking and laughter, then drift into wondering if these moments will ever actually happen. The refrain keeps returning to love, love, love.
Oh well, in 5 years' time we could be walking round a zoo with the sun shining down over me and you, and there'll be love in the bodies of the elephants too. And I'll put my hands over your eyes, but you'll peek through, and there'll be sun, sun, sun all over our bodies. Bodies and sun, sun, sun all down an ex-nail. Be sun, sun, sun all over our faces and sun, sun, sun. So what the heck, 'cause I'll be laughing at all your silly little jokes and we'll be laughing about how we used to smoke all those stupid little cigarettes and drink stupid wine 'cause it's what we needed to have a good time.
But it was fun, fun, fun when we were drinking It was fun, fun, fun when we were drunk. And it was fun, fun, fun when we were laughing. It was fun, fun, fun. Oh, it was fun.
Oh, well, I'll look at you and say it's the happiest that I've ever been. And I'll say I no longer feel I have to be James Dean.
And she'll say, yeah, well, I feel all pretty happy too. And I'm always I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you. And if you love, love, love all through our bodies, and love, love, love all through our minds, and if you love, love, love all over her face, and love, love, love all over mine, and though, Emili, all these moments are just in my head, I'll be thinking about them as I'm lying in bed. And I know that, Emili, they might not even come true, but in my mind I'm having a pretty good time with you. Oh, in 5 years' time, I might not know you. In 5 years' time, we might not speak a word. In 5 years' time, we might not get along. In 5 years' time, you might just prove me wrong. Oh, there'll be love, love, love.
Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love. Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love. Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love. Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love.
Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love. Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love. Wherever you go, there'll be love, love, love. Wherever you go, there'll be love.
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