maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul, that love never lasts and we've got to find other ways to make it alone or keep a straight face and I've always lived like this keeping a comfortable, distance and up until now I swored to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk but you are the only exception. I've got a tight grip on reality,but I can't let go of what's 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 believin.