Well here we are, they call it winter And the air feels like the desert The current of this river is standing still against its will Well here we are with too much feeling It damns all sense of motion But don't you worry, that's how love is, so they say Well here we are, you're asking questions with your silence Still I know you're crying And I tend to hide away behind a smile, that's my style Well here we are and we're falling into arms that know our sorrow But don't you worry, that's how love is, so they say Like a fat white cloud goes rolling by on a humid summer day It will cross a perfect sky and soon it's far away Can love outlast such a day Well here we are, first day of winter And the air cold as the desert No love can last forever without a pain, without a doubt Well here we are with too many reasons to keep the love To keep the motion But don't you worry, that's how love is, so they say