When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind, he broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it... And my momma swore that she would never let herself forget... And that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist...

But darling... You, are, the only exception...

Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts, and we've got to find other ways to make it alone and keep a straight face... I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance and up until now, I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness...

Because none of it was ever worth the risk...

Well, You, are, the only exception...

I've got a tight grip on reality, but I can't let go of what's in front of me here, I know you're leaving in the morning, when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream...

You, are, the only exception...

And I'm on my way to believing.

xXx