Somewhere past midnight
When the moment is just right
We ride the streets of desire
We take it slow and
Always get where were goin
Cause where theres smoke theres fire
Theres no denying
We dont need to keep trying
Lets face the music and dance
Well its all semantic
What we never say
But what we feel aint goin away, , ,
So I wonder- how could we be feeling
More than this Tell me true
What it is, cause
Something has to make us feel this way
Love by another name
Doesnt matter cause its still the same love
Wont depend upon the words we say
Love by another name
Something happens when were making love
Si ce nest pas lamour
Quest-ce que cest?
If its not love
What is it?
Were superstitious
When every day is like Christmas
It should be left undisturbed
No promise spoken
hearts dont have to get broken
More than a four letter word
If were just pretending
We can write a new ending
If we dont like where it leads
Well its new romantic
Action over words
The sweetest nothings that Ive heard
I cant tell you everything Im feeling
More than this
Do you know
What it is, cause
I know that I cant describe
What Im feeling inside
Maybe Ill learn
I guess I live with the fear
This could all disappear
If I try to put it in words
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