| Is it still love when we no longer touch?,
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| passing white sheets in the night,
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| love goes unspoken, we don’t say a word,
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| we simply turn out the lights.
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| Lost in the silence but still I can hear,
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| the sound of my own breaking heart,
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| I can’t pretend that my world isn’t falling apart.
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| And I don’t wanna go thro' love like this,
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| ‘cos I won’t ever know what I might have missed.
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| I wanna burn with desire,
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| I want to feel the fire when we kiss,
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| but I don’t wanna go thro' love like this.
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| I still remember the taste of your skin,
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| the sound of you saying my name,
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| the way that it felt as we laid in the sand,
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| and passion came crashing like waves.
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| The wind of your laughter, the longing,
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| the love lead us to lacking inside
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| There must be some way for lovers to turn the trash.
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| ‘Cos I don’t wanna go …
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| Like strangers living like two people
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| who’d never known what is like to be loved.
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| I want to burn with desire;
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| I want to feel the fire of every kiss
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| But I don’t wanna go thro' love,
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| No, I’m not gonna go thru love,
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| I’m not willing to go thru love like this. |