Somewhere past midnight When the moment is just right We ride the streets of desire
We take it slow and Always get where we´re goin´ ´Cause where there´s smoke there´s a fire
There´s no denying We don´t need to keep trying Let´s face the music and dance
Well it´s all semantic What we never say But what we feel ain´t goin´ away . . .
So I wonder - how could we be feeling More than this Tell me true What it is, ´cause
Something has to make us feel this way
Love by another name Doesn´t matter ´cause it´s still the same love Won´t depend on the words we say Love by another name Something happens when we´re making love
Si ce n´est pas l´amour Qu´est-ce que c´est?
We´re superstitious When every day is like Christmas It should be left undisturbed No promise spoken Hearts don´t have to get broken More than a four letter word
If we´re just pretending We can write a new ending
If we don´t like where it leads
Well it´s new romantic Action over words The sweetest nothings that I´ve heard
I can´t tell you everything I´m feeling More than this Do you know What it is, ´cause
I know that I can´t describe What I´m feeling inside Maybe I´ll learn I guess I live with the fear This could all disappear If I try to put in words