the feeling that comes from travel
is not comparable to your love
the frenzy and the ("¦) highs and lows
bear witness to that
we may not get along
most of the time we fight
it's not a question of right or wrong
but can we compromise tonight
through these hills
(hold on)
fighting for our lives
(hold on)
in a conjugal night
(hold on)
to this mirage
we call it love
others call it weakness
some say it's drugs
others claim it's a necessary evil
but I'll ever vouch for you
my partner in crime until
a brother (?) must crush our will
and stuff us into the earth
where we will pay (?)
we may not get along
most of the time we fight
it's not a question of right or wrong
but can we compromise tonight
through these hills
(hold on)
fighting for our lives
(hold on)
in a conjugal night
(hold on)
to this mirage