All of our stories might come down to fate
Live for each second and never be late
Tell them you love them once everyday
The price of a bounty we're willing to pay
I could give you a dollar but it won't pay the bills
This hole for my loving
Never ever will be filled... no... no... no... no
Something's are fleeting they wash down the drain
So we chase after one thing we never can tame
Come to our room once everyday
The music we'll make could burn like a flame
I could give you a dollar but it won't pay the bills
This hole for my loving never ever will be filled
It will come to you ,it will come to you with love...
One day I will leave you but it wont be the end
I've loved you my angels and I would do it again
You'll float down the river and where the river is wide
I'll wait anyday in the shores of your mind
You see all of our stories might come down to fate