I'm Beginning to think That there Isn’t really such a thing called LOVE But then Again maybe I Haven’t Met the Right Person . . .

These nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real
like the fireworks over the freeway.

[if you want to see a rainbow then you must go thro the Rain]
[if you want to see true love then you must go through the Pain]

Goodbye . . . to love
hello . . . to a broken heart