Love is a flame that can be tamed,
And though we are its willing prey,
My darling, we are not the ones to blame.
Trust is a word all lovers know,
The glorious art of staining souls, my darling,
We are not the ones to blame,
The more we have the more we want,
And the more it hurts our hearts, my baby,
It always ends up in tears.
So keep on pretending,
Our heaven is worth the waiting,
Keep on pretending it's alright
So keep on pretending
It will be the end of our craving
Keep on pretending
It's alright... Part of the song" Pretending" by H.I.M. |