
I used to think maybe you loved me, now baby I´m sure And I just can´t wait ‘til the day, when you knock on my door
Now everytime I go for the mailbox, gotta hold myself down
‘Cause I just can´t wait till you write me, you´re comin´ around
Now I´m walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
I´m walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
I´m walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
And don´t it feel good, hey, all right now,
and don´t it feel good, hey, yeah
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