can't believe our luck sometimes anyway things will fall apart
and some days it seems as though we were doomed from the start
but i can't believe that fate would have such a cruel heart
though some days it seems i know we were doomed from the start
when all the world's asleep and the night is quiet and still
your love returns to me as if sent from above to my windowsill
so we'll take the good times then we'll take on its counterpart
if this love was meant to be not doomed from the start