She wonders; is this what it's all about? Must passion be killed by the comfort of time? Can love survive reality? Can passionate love really last forever; or if we pursue it, will we always end up alone with just our memories to retrace? Or must we accept the reality that companionship is what we strive for. That the sparkle does fade but that it's ok for the sparkle to fade if it means that when we're old and grey, we have someone to sit next to and hold hands with?
Trace my face while it's a happy face.
When my smile fades I wanna remember this day.
Passion killed by the comfort of time.
I'm sorry if this makes you cry, but I have to speak my mind
Suck the colours from my eyes.
When they lose their sparkle, forget to shine.
Remember all the times you turned me down.
I'm sorry if this hurts your heart but where's the spark, from the start?
Don't stop, don't stop, nothing lasts forever soon we will be sober.
So let's laugh, talk, tickle and taste 'til the stars fall down
Embrace my reflection for a little while, if I am to love I must try love myself.
Cuddle with a cold corpse like frame.
I'm sorry if my view of matrimony seems obscure.
Where's the fuel?
Don't stop, don't stop.
Nothing lasts forever soon we will be sober, illuminated by the blood red sign,
Let's rather lament on this starlight event.
Dance, dance, dance naked under starlight,
There's something about the glow that flows just right
Let's make tonight last forget about the past.
So let's laugh, talk, tickle and taste 'til the stars fall down
The stars fall down
Don't stop, don't stop,
Nothing lasts forever soon we will be sober, illuminated by the blood red sign
Let's fantasise before the real world comes crashing and colliding like lightning's angry temperament
Bubbling teenage love time will soon be up
Don't stop, don't stop,
Nothing lasts forever soon we will be sober.
Trace my face while it's a happy face
When my smile fades and I'm old and grey
All I'll have are these moments to retrace
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