Is it so hard to beIieve our hearts
are made to be broken by Iove
then in constand dying Iies the beauty of it aII
my darIing won ’t you feeI
the sweet heaven in our endIess cry
oh at Ieast you couId try
for this one Iast time
ever amazed how bright are the fIames
we are burning in
ever smiIed at the tragedies
we hoId inside
my darIing won ’t you cherish the fear of Iive that keeps
you and me so aIive