When die with love on our arms
our spirits in turtledoves,
Till I wake in my nest
I fly as high as I can to be
With the angels,
And my love will be beside me.
What is love?
Tis, love will set you free
Free, Freedom can bring happiness
and yet methinks it not
My heart was broken once and I don’t it broken again,
Its porcelain, easy to crack,
but once you hang on to love,
never let go that feeling
Cause one day you’ll regret it
