לפני 12 שנים. 2 בספטמבר 2012 בשעה 15:16
Those magic words could come,
They could come today,
They could tome tomorrow,
They could come next week,
They could come next year,
They could come next decade,
They could come on my death-bed,
Time would not rob them of a thing.
They could bring so much sorrow, so much joy, so much pain,
They could bring so much brightness, or shatter all hope,
They could do things I don't understand,
They could make me feel so many ways,
Ways that I can not explain,
And no matter how hard I try,
Those magic words...
Enchanting they remain.
Tears may come along the way,
Tortures yet unknown,
Is that a price for me to pay?
Should I smile? Should I groan?
Aeons may pass without refrain,
But those magic words...
Enchanting they remain.