In this world
does love exist...

What ever will they think
as they see us running...

*breath in*
how can I say good bye...

Come here love
One last time...

I sit and stare at you
from across the room...

Snow falls all around me
I here a church bell...

Where do I turn?
Where do I go to cry...

Why do I bother?
What is the use of torturing myself...