year has passed the crisis lasts
But you grow stronger each day
With little things you do or say
And what we had is fading fast
It's not much longer, I say
And every hope is washed away
 [bad word] out to hold still
Now is the time for us to wonder
Will we kiss or kill
Fate grants us with a second chance
Will we learn to dance as one
Or drift into a raging song

So do we celebrate the dream
We walked away from everything
There's no going back
There's no taking back anything
Do we love or do we lose
Every day we have to chose
Are we losing touch
Does it mean that much anyway
 [bad word] out to hold still
Now is the time for us to wonder
Will we kiss or kill
Fate grants us with a second chance
Will we learn to dance as one
Or drift into a raging song
 [bad word] out or to hold still
Now is the time for us to wonder
Will we kiss or kill
Fate grants us with a second chance
Will we learn to dance as one
Or drift into a raging song