Hei, iubirea mea! Scânteia aia pe care o împărtășim? Devine doar mai puternică

Oh, he's like weird.

When I heard that sound, when the walls came down, I was thinking about you, about you.

When my skin grows old, when my breath runs cold, I'll be thinking about you, about you.

Something's got a hold of me lately

Though I don't know myself anymore