From one heart to another,
all we are is just moths within a flame,
burning bright until we touch again.
Reaching out to each other,
in my dreams, it's you I'm calling to,
when the [bad word]  I'll be with you.
Please believe me when I say,
into every life, a little rain must fall,
and I'll be there, I will be there after all.
Nothing's certain but this I know,
love is all, is all, is all...

Thinking that I'm about to fall and I can't control it,
am I getting closer to the perfect moment?

Thinking that I'm about to fall and I can't control it,
am I getting closer to the perfect moment?