Violations abound Yet we survive one way ticket to two-way streets Hot, cold, passion, aridity, yet the word keeps us locked in a fatal embrace We come, we go in worlds of our own Sad it is that our touch is so deep but foreign to our thoughts. We persist in embrace beyond all standards. Who is to judge a love so strong? Time has us locked in a fatal embrace. Deeply we reside in a treacherous union Bound to despair In spite of our strength.
