

Lo-lo-lo, lo-lo-lo-lo (ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-da-da-da)
Underneath the golden light,
we find our stride
Walking slow through the neighborhood with pride
No rush in our steps,
just the rhythm in our chest
Let the bassline ride,
put the worries all to rest
Singing ba-da-ba-da-ba-da (singing all day long) Ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-da-da-da (feels so right,
never wrong) Lo-lo-lo, lo-lo-lo-lo
Paperplanes drifting in the autumn breeze Humming sweet melodies under shady trees
Every single sound fitting right in its place Got a permanent smile
resting on my face
Lo-lo-lo, lo-lo-lo-lo (ba-da-ba-da)