Love is a flame that can't be tamed
and though we are its willing prey
my darling, we are not the ones to blame

Trust is a word all lovers know
the glorious art of staining souls
my darling, we are not the ones to blame
the more we have the more we want
and the more it hurts our hearts
my baby, it always ends up in tears

CHORUS so keep on pretending
our heaven's worth the waiting
keep on pretending it's alright
keep on pretending
it will be the end of our craving
keep on pretending it's alright

When doubts arise the game begins
the one we will never win
My baby, it always ends up in tears

CHORUS



Love is a flame that can't be tamed
and though we are its willing prey
my darling, we are not the ones to blame