Well here we are, they call it winter
And the air feels like the desert
The current of this river is standing still against its will
Well here we are with too much feeling
It damns all sense of motion
But don't you worry, that's how love is, so they say
Well here we are, you're asking questions with your silence
Still I know you're crying
And I tend to hide away behind a smile, that's my style
Well here we are and we're falling into arms that know our sorrow
But don't you worry, that's how love is, so they say
Like a fat white cloud goes rolling by on a humid summer day
It will cross a perfect sky and soon it's far away
Can love outlast such a day
Well here we are, first day of winter
And the air cold as the desert
No love can last forever without a pain, without a doubt
Well here we are with too many reasons to keep the love
To keep the motion
But don't you worry, that's how love is, so they say