We live in our darkest fears, smothering what we have, with what may never be.
Are we so in love that we are too blind to see. The simple beauty in you and me.
Hope for the best and prepare for the worst, but if it’s the latter I wanna get there first.

Since I met you you’ve quenched my thirst, tamed my hunger. Made me feel ten years
Younger, but every now and then I can’t help but wonder. Am I becoming the victim I
Always fooled. Am I now the vulnerable, the weak, the one afraid to speak up
The one who’s tied down.

Am I the clown who thinks he’s a king, am I setting myself for up the almighty sting.
Who can tell what these next years will bring, will we dance into the morning light as the
Songbirds sing. Or will we be torn apart by a whirlwind of sin.

Will our dreams become our life, will you, become my beautiful wife.
Will the knife cut the cake or cut all ties. Eternal bliss or lies and strife.
Fine and well or damned to hell, I guess my love,
Time will tell