Never Die

The wind is howling

On this cold April night

It's raging like the fire inside

And it's not fading

Where'd this fire come from

And where's it going now?

I think that I've been bitten by love

And it's not fading

It feels like loving

Like I've never been hurt before

It feels so golden

Like never being poor

It feels like freedom

Like learning how to fly

And I never wanted more

Than just being sure

That this love

Wil never die.