Nothing more my Lord that I adore,
Than mi amor. And I'm sorry for
The war before, and dear, what's more,
I'm asking for your next few days,
Or maybe more, if all this stays here.
Cuz when I go crazy, you amaze me,
Nothing else could even phase me.
One of these days we'll be great, babe, see...
This is magic, almost tragic,
But I think that we should drink to,
The occasion, and all the ways when,
We pulled through when, no one knew it.
-Lo Ruhamah