How many love pages we have written
How many years of shared tenderness
How many kisses spilled in the shadow of silence
How many days that never dawned
Entangled in the prison of a hug
Delivering our whole life
In love, nothing else fits
We are two survivors of the darkest days
Of omissions and forgetfulness
Of good intentions and misunderstandings
From confusion, fear and pain
We are two survivors of a story written for two
We are two survivors of the most bitter days
Of loneliness and distances
Of the vanity that wound and the bad that drags you
From temptation to infidelity
We are two survivors of a past that will never die
How many traces of love have we left
Along and across the road
How many navigated seas, how many tears of glory
How many impossible dreams achieved
Caught in a kiss without measure
And delivered in the arms of desire
In love, nothing else fits
In love, nothing else fits
We are two survivors of the darkest days
Of omissions and forgetfulness
Of good intentions and misunderstandings
From confusion, fear and pain
We are two survivors of a story written for two
We are two survivors of the most bitter days
Of loneliness and distances
Of the vanity that wound and the bad that drags you
From temptation to infidelity
We are two survivors of a past that will never die
Only among all we can make this a better place :)