Love is when I met you,
When our eyes met...

For You.
I would go to the stars for you...

For you, I would seek the stars,
for you, I would stop all the cars...

The sun was radiantly glowing, as
our pain was clearly showing...

It is hard to explain the pain you feel, when
somebody close, takes that one final step toward's...

Our silent tears begin to fall, as
our strength begins to fade with it all...

What becomes of the broken hearted?
Do we wish to be perfect...