Well, how many times must we go through this?You've always been mine, woman, I thought you knew thisHow many times must we go through this?You'll always be mine, cute, but only misses sometimesBut we could end up broken heartedIf we don't remember why all this startedAnd if you try to tell your love fades with time till thenThere's no such thing as timeIt's our timeIt's our timeIt's our timeIt's our timeIt's our time
