We stand behind closed doors Every time I see you, I die a little more. Stolen moments we steal back As soon as the curtains fall It's never enough Obviously you were made for me Every piece of you fits me perfectly Every second, every thought I am deeply delivered, but I will never show, but we know it, we have a love that is Hopeless. Why can't you hug me on the street? Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor? I wish I could do these things Why can't we be like this? Since I'm yours ...

"Donna Summer, really? Disco?" "At least I don't listen to the Styx," she crossed her arms and pointed to the pile of vinyls tucked under the boys arm. "Your attempt to hide their album behind Led Zeppelin IV has failed, miserably."

Love is crazy. Love is madness. But, love isn't an illusion