So it's agreed upon that our romance means virtually nothing
It's all sex and friendship
There's no delusion not even mystery
It's all fun and true
We may travel the world together
Being a couple and being more than one
Knowing ourselves lonesome without being alone
Broadening our minds
to finally flourish
the deepmost human within us
Well, all is said and all is fine
I believe in a bright future
full of music, tenderness and adventures
for the acrobats up there on the rope
However what if love creeps upon us
caused by us coming from somewhere
with all its wicked splendour?
However what if love is already there
if it's been there for a while
and only deluded us?
Well don't say anything, clear your trail
that your steps have already left
because all causes, all words
don't mean a thing if love is involved