• By chance or by fate
    I've stolen his heart
    And this big pile of hate
    Has been strown apart

    And the pieces of my hope
    Are finding thier way back
    And the structures of my love
    Are falling back in knack

    These scars that I've owned
    Are returning to pale bliss
    And the tears that have been loaned
    Are returning to sweet kisses

    And this hell that I've been through
    Is having a snow day
    And the fact that I love you
    Has gotten me through another day

    And I fall asleep to your voice
    Echoing in my ears
    And I wake up with butterflies, beacuse I know that my choice
    Has dried up all my tears