Something about love doesn't hurt
Everyone knows what's for dessert
All I ever need is trusting your gut
Something about love is high-mess
Books and roses on the mattress
Longest nights are made
For all the talky lovers
Some things about myself vanished
Everytime I heard your langage
Have I tried so hard to understand this?
Something about us was not peace
Full of grace I saw the dark face
Sleepless nights are made
For all the angry lovers