We might not meant to be together,
maybe our love wouldn´t last forever.
Why might it be wrong, when it feels so right?
Why am I dieing, when you´re holding me tight?

Maybe we are not responsible for what we do,
at least I´m not sane, when I talk to you.
It could be karma or destiny
and you´re not guilty of not loving me.

But it doesn´t matter what you´ll do,
cause I´m already in love with you.
And I hope that destiny will make you see,
that somehow you were made for me.