True love never runs smooth, that's what they say, but true love is worth all the pain.
I'm a performer. I've tried everything there is.
No it isn't very pretty, what a town without pity can do.
Each morning I face her window and pray that our love can be, cause that brownstone house where my baby lives is Mecca.
Only love can break a heart, only love can mend it again.
When the world outside my arms is pulling us apart, press your lips to mine and hold me with your heart.