You're walking along the street
and then you suddenly dig.
You're looking in someone's
That this could be the start
of something big, big, big.
Declining as Charlotte Cruz,
But out of the clear blue sky,
And this could be the start
Yeah, yeah, there's no controlling
the unrolling of your fate, my friend
But when a lover you discover has a cape,
Invite him in without a second look
You're up in an aeroplane,
or lying in Malibu all over
You suddenly hear a bell,
and right away you can tell,
that this could be the start of something
grand, grand, grand, grand.
Grand, grand, grand, grand.
You're watching the sun come up,
You want to be where she is.
And that could be the start of something.
That could be the heart of something.
This could be the start of something big.