So listen to it
You've got to make it fit
And if you mess it up

You've got to start

All over all over again

Oh again
Once more
Once more and again


So try to give it up
And listen hard to your heart

And smile at me
Make it short, make it sweet


Well you may complain about your destiny
Not giving you the cards you would like to see
Well you may complain about your destiny

Not giving you the cards you would like to see

So give it up

And you may see
All the gold stars in your skies
Give it up

And you may feel
Tiny little kisses from me


Oh don't be late
Make it quick
I tell you now

I won't wait

Make it up

As we go along
Make it short
But most of all

Most of all make it sweet

So break my heart

As you break it down
And I loose my thought
And we loose motion