True love shatters with the blink of an eye
one wrong move and you’re in pieces
and you’ll never be put back together quite right
(you’ll let the cracks show)

I would rather be numb
to love with comfort
to settle
to never have to be more than you a comfortable being.

Don’t give me expectations
Just give me a strong arm round my waist.

We are simple
No grand love song
No Serenade in Blue
but it is Enough.

Our whispers caress our hearts
and we are entwined
(though only distance tells us so)
We are together
and it doesn’t matter what that really means.
We know – it is enough.

For I dont have much in my hands, but you still hold them.
And we dont know all the lyrics yet, but we still sing.