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