Help has arrived
It came from within
What a surprise
To find I can win
Nothing is perfect
The fire is still there
You still confuse me
There’s still much to bear

Despite the shouting
The cruel, angry words
Your spirit does love me
My fears are absurd
What’s meant to be between us
Cannot be otherwise
We created it that way
Under Parisian skies

Fifteen years it took
For me to understand
The person you are
Your own kind of man
We may not agree
On much, from the start
Yet all is aligned
In our matters of heart