This isn't sometime.
This is always.
This isn't maybe.
This is always.
This is love.
The real beginning of forever.
This isn't just midsummer madness.
A passing glow.
A moment's gladness.
Yes,it's love.
I knew it on the night we met.
You tied a string around my heart.
So how can I forget you?
With every kiss I know that this is always.
*Humming.
You tied a string around my heart.
So how can I forget you?
With every kiss I know that this is always.