Ornamental words can't describe the bliss
Now the flaming heart and the burning kiss
All is well; we've broken the spell
All is well; we've broken the spell
Every little time that we compromise
I lose myself in some way
And i know the fate of the man who lies
They shoot horses don't they?
Now i'm more aware of the big design
My love for you increases
Cause i never knew just where to draw the line
If you want to know why i tell you this
For the flaming heart and the burning kiss
All is well; we've broken the spell
All is well; we've broken the spell