| In the back of your car
|
| Where the light from the stars
|
| Caught our eyes in a moment of blue
|
| It was then that I knew
|
| All my feelings were true
|
| And what lovers like us have to do
|
| I looked at the time
|
| And the time ran so fast
|
| Like an arrow that flies to the heart
|
| And I thought that a lifetime
|
| Would not be enough time
|
| To delight in this pleasure so dark
|
| Lovers are mortal
|
| Their hearts are the size of night clouds
|
| Lovers are mortal
|
| Their actions are jealous and proud
|
| Lovers are losers
|
| And who knows the bruises they bear
|
| For lovers are mortal
|
| As frail as the breath that they share
|
| In the shadows of doorways
|
| Where lovers are always
|
| The victims of torches and chance
|
| I would hold you so near
|
| 'til the scent of your hair
|
| Sent me reeling my mind in a trance
|
| Oh I still can recall
|
| The soft music of rain falling
|
| Silver and cool in the night
|
| And it washed through our love
|
| Like a river in flood
|
| Like an ocean of tears shining bright
|
| And I like to believe
|
| That the memories we weave
|
| Are the bittersweet echoes of dreams
|
| In the evening their call strays
|
| From yesterdays hallways
|
| Like the faraway chimes on the breeze
|
| Lovers are mortal
|
| Their hearts are the size of night clouds
|
| Lovers are mortal
|
| Their actions are jealous and proud
|
| Lovers are losers
|
| And who knows the bruises they bear
|
| For lovers are mortal
|
| As frail as the breath that they share |