Good company turned bad brought me here
In the wee hours of the morning
With a shot of light and a soul of love
I stumbled upon you
Who are my destiny
Fumbling for a match to make
Waiting for a chance to take
You for me and me for you
A midnight flash of tenderness
It came without a warning
I begged for you my soul to keep and hold
Until the morning
It was our destiny
Like one bloodstream pa**ing through
Vital signs from me to you
Thunder applauding in the distance
And in the twilight hour
I hope that we don't grow old
Throughout impending disaster
I hope our spirits don't grow cold
Enormous lights we might have to punch out
But wait and see, we might turn out
To be the immortals ...