A seat for two in candle light
Would make the passing storms more bright
When waves hit the breakers on the shore
The choice I make to stay with you
Is reaffirmed the whole day through
And lately I've been wandering on my own
Even with you I'm alone
These flowers cannot grow without the sun
Through spells of angels
Be my triangle
And ask yourself
Who do you really love
I mean, who do you really love
If not yourself
We walked the desert far and wide
We watched the orange embers fly away
To join the chorus of the stars
It's your hand I'm reaching for
Right here or on foreign shores
When snow gets in your eyes there's no one home
Even with you I'm alone
This garden cannot grow without the sun
Through spells of angels
Be my triangle
And ask yourself
Who do you really love
I mean, who do you really love
If not yourself