Perhaps that's love, the great love
Who took me by the hand
This cold feeling in the back
And suddenly warms me up,
when everyone is cold
Perhaps that's what makes my heart beat.
And during hours will make me remain there, in front of a telephone.
Just to hear a voice.
In front of a telephone which will not ring.
Perhaps that's love, the great love.
Who took to me by the arm.
This brutal feeling when everything was going wrong.
And suddenly feel great without knowing where that comes from.
Perhaps that's what makes me cry of joy
And makes me run on midnight under the rain Under the rain, without coat
While screaming "the weather is nice!"
While screaming that life,
life couldn't get better then this.
Before, right before going to sleep.
Perhaps that's....Love.
Amazing Love!
