If this life does not involve me fall into loves arms
If my heart is forced to beat in even rythem, never skipping, never losing track
If I am not to see the world of beauty through anothers eyes
If the stars are forced to be seen as merely gas,
Then tell what good is being a live!
I am a world of emotion erupting beneath this skin
I am eyes always searching for him
I am lungs always breathing joy in
If this life is not about love,
Then do not keep me here.