“If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate. If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing. If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love"

There's a way. There's a way that we can fly again, remember how we used to love back then living like we had no end. Let's stay out all night out all night until we see the sun. Remember how we used to long ago we can miss the last train home. Don't you let our love go cold when we're standing still. we can light it up once more I'll take you there. We'll be running wild loving 'til the sun is out running 'til there's nothing left 'Til our last breath.