You let all the things get to your head.
Even after all that I said
I guess you'll never trust me
the way that I trust you.
And me-
Oh, I've always believed
in the magic of our love.
Why is it so hard to go-
with the flow of traffic?
Why do we all want to surpass it?
Why can't we just go along-
holding onto the hope that we need,
why cant we just believe?
It'll all work out
in the end.
In the end of everything-
everything will be just fine.
As long as I am yours
and you are mine.