You said to me, that I stole your heartnWell I keep it close nFor when the night is long and darknAnd you’re somewhere else nAnd I’m thinking how nice it would benYour mouth pressed against my own nAnd the sweet words you say to mennWhen I rise with you by my sidenAnd I hear the rain fall heavy nOn the deck outside my roomnAnd we lie in bed; touch gently nTil late in the morningnYour kisses make me dizzy,nI love the sound of the rain pouringnnIt feels like you’re the onenI dreamed would one day comenAnd show me what loves aboutnAnd you were rightnIn that letter that you wrote menThings have a way of working out nnI am young, ignorant and naivenBut something reassuring nmakes me really believenThat I’ll love you in five years nAnd perhaps you’ll feel the samenAnd we’ll lie in bed, touch gently nLook outside at the pouring rainnnIt feels like you’re the onenI dreamed would one day comenAnd show me what loves aboutnAnd you were rightnIn that letter that you wrote menThings have a way of working out nnI’ve been told all good things must come to an endnBut I’m not readynNo I’m not ready yetnAnd I’ve been told to learn to lose, to learn to let gonBut I’m not readynNo I’m not ready yetn