there's a deadly recurrence
and a life to live
there are ways to be sorry
and styles to breath
there's a time to sit still
and a time to break free
and I'm wrong, so wrong again
it starts to make sense
honey we are not lovers
we're partners in crime
you made me feel needed
so please need me
and I feed you with sweet words
of the days to come, I swear
they're milk and honey and bu*terflies
they'll fly
there's a love so strong
that it makes us grow
and the night's so old
that I start to feel young
giving up a fear
is such a long ride, you know
and I try so hard I get a panic
that's all it takes