I just want to get closer than close to you. I know that one way or the other Any test of my faith will do. And lovers fall for lovers' friends. We make each other cry, Living in each others lives And trying to make the fantasy come true. She'll read

This may be hard to swallow That one of us will lose Some of us will the following Some were made to choose Some were hoping Some only sang the blues This may be hard for you Some of us won't make it Some will bear the bruises