In the evidence of its brilliance Would you like to try? Connect to the sky Brilliance? Future lovers ride, Their ambitions high I'm gonna tell you about love Come with me Let's forget your life

So don't give up, it's just young lovers' romance I'm not discardin' you like broken glass There are no winners when the die is cast There's only tears when it's the final task We fall down like dogs playin' dead Well, our love's not worth playin'

Hmm, c'est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good Oh, c'est si bon So I say it to you Like the French people do Because it's oh-so good, ba-ba-doo, doo day Every word, every sigh

Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back Take my fucking hand And never be afraid again We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my hand

Why are you singing me love songs? What good is a love song? What good is a love song without the love? (Ooh) Without the love Why are we acting like lovers? We don't know each other Even though we used to rule the world A love song without the love And

All I ask is If this is my last night with you Hold me like I'm more than just a friend Give me a memory I can use Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do It matters how this ends 'Cause what if I never love again? Look, don't get me wrong I know

Ooh, down by river Down by the river, I was drawn by your grace Into tempest of oblivion and to the lovers-place I was stuck in a puddle, full of tears and unwise Dark doings now I know, that we've paid unlike Honey I know, hey when we walked arm in arm

Far away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back

He'll never love you like I can, can, can Why are you looking down all the wrong roads When mine is the heart and the soul of the song There may be lovers who hold out their hands but He could be a sinner, or a gentleman He could be your preacher, when

Where, where are we now? Slip on down from that sun To climb down to earth And down to things like time Because we are all, we are all just lovers Born of earth and light like all these others We are all, we are all Oh, I wonder Fixing up to swallow me