We are insane to this
passion we call love
So sweet so delicate,
our hearts beat freely as a lost dove.
Sweet memories pierce the flesh of the grave
of what we once called love. Our hearts mend
together, and we run
run from death, that tries to steal our
No fear of losing you, we are as strong as
death, I am not going to lose you, not
today, not tomorrow, not tonight.
Today we may die, but tomorrow we shall love.
Love sweet as sin, you give me the power and
the heartache, but still in love, no prayer
can ease our pain, but together forever, its
all we gain.