Past the point of no return, no backward glances, our games of make-believe are at an end. Past all thought of if or when, no use resisting, abandon thought and let the dream descend. What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us? Past the point of no return, the final threshold, what warm unspoken secrets will we learn? Beyond the point of no return. You all brought me to that moment when words run dry, to that moment when speech disappears into silence, silence. I have come here hardly knowing the reason why. In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent. Now I am here with you and our second thoughts I've decided, decided. Past the point of no return, no going back now, our passion play has now at last begun. Past all thought of right or wrong, one final question, how long should we to wait before we warn? When will the blood begin to race, the sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us? Past the point of no return, the final threshold, the bridges crushed, so stand and contemplate. We've passed the point of no return. No return. Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Lead me, save me from my solitude. Say you'll want me with you here, beside you. Anywhere you go, let me go too. Christine, that's all I ask of you. Thanks. No! No! No! No! Oh, my love! Can't give her love! Oh, my God! We've ruined our dream! Run! Run! Where did he take her? Come with me, monsieur. I will take you to him. But remember, keep your hand at the level of your eyes. I'll come with you. No, no, no. You must stay here. Come with me, monsieur. Do as I tell you. No!