First in line
Becomes a prisoner
That shakes and shivers
At her feet
Next in line
Reserves a table
The american fable
The blue and blind
They meet

You're raised in life
To dream in teams
And mirror exactly what you see

With reality in front of me
Between what I know and love
This last time
I'll be ready
Well have reason (oh how I know)

Let's combine
Kissing softer
And kissing longer
Before we break
Valentine's is just a day
So drop that arrow
For my own sake