Songs are life in 80 words or less.
When love is unkind, it is not love anymore.
I thank the Lord for the night time.
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight by the fire all alone you and I. Nothing around but the sound of heart and your sighs.
Free, only want to be free, we huddle close, hang on to a dream.
I'm throwing myself back in because I like being married. I don't want to end this whole fabulous journey alone. I want someone by my side who I love and who loves me. I've finally found somebody who's up to the task of being my wife, because I'm very high maintenance.