Can I fit in your shoes? We could make some real news Running up your home hills In pursuit of your thrills And spectacular views And there's nothing to lose Dander round my home streets till you're strolling bare feet And we're strolling bare feet So what's occurring outside? While I thought that hope died While I ran up your hills in pursuit of your thrills I caught sight of your pride And there was no divide As we tour my home streets And we're strolling bare feet And we're strolling bare feet