• Is your love so real?...
    if I declare to classify it as the lie of imagination,
    for what should i say, if it's to be done.
    I'm like the other hearts to you, i know. The fifth heart has gone already and so i must probably be the seventh..i knew it from the start..
    I am dying inside from you..why must it be true?..why?
    I have faught and faught, until i was left with the bruces and cuts i have now.
    For what is ment, is not really what i want.
    Night by night i wonder..i wish and hope..for what i believe is lies to be true,
    and for what i believe is true to be lies.
    But when I see you and hear your voice i do not believe in anything.

    ...because for all i know and care, is that at that moment i'm with you..
    and to me that's all I want..never to let you go,never to let me go..