You’re not gonna carve
A heart in a tree
You’re not gonna write
A love letter (a love letter)
You’re not gonna throw
A stone at my window
Because this is a new world
And we know better

Strangers make lovers
And lovers make friends
And we’re all expecting
A good thing to end
But don’t we
Still have this feeling
Like something could happen
Like it happened back then

You’re not gonna run out
And kiss me in the rain
We’re not gonna slow
Dance together
We’re not gonna hear
The church bells ring
Because this is a new world
And we know better

Strangers make lovers
And lovers make friends
And we’re all expecting
A good thing to end
But don’t we
Still have this feeling
Like something could happen
Like it happened back then