Stardust & Passion

Somewhere on the outside is our passion

Somewhere deep inside we know the truth

Somewhere on the inside we are crashing

Trying to find love from a telephone booth

Love from a telephone booth

Love from a telephone…

Love from a telephone booth

Somewhere in a dream we are happy

Living here just don’t seem to give

Yet if we don’t make it snappy

We find out that dying is no way to live

Dying is no way to live

Dying is no way…

Dying is no way to live

No way to live

Someday is a term to be forgotten

Today is a word we will forget

Yesterday just ain’t worth reliving

And tomorrow they make seem like a threat

Tomorrow they make seem like a threat

Tomorrow they make it seem…

Make it seem like a threat

Make it seem like a threat

Somewhere in the dark there is a lover

Somewhere in the night a woman shines

Yet outside there are all those others

Who have felt the pain of love a thousand times

Pain of love a thousand times

Pain of love a thousand times

A thousand times

A thousand times

Passion is not older than stardust

Love is not younger than hate

Passion is not older than stardust

Love is not younger than hate

Not younger than hate

Not younger than hate… hate… hate

Not younger than hate