Brave young soldier of fortune Fair young maiden in white Sharing rose-colored glasses Counting stars in the night Blessed union of spirit Silver threads intertwine Fabric so gently woven Fashioned veil of sunshine If you ask "Will true love abide?" I'll reply "Some live, some die Only lovers decide" The Earth turns in many ways So, some may sleep While some may wake Treasured moments of sweetness Far more precious than gold Loving arms, warm embraces Shielding you from the cold If you ask "Will true love abide?" I'll reply "Some live, some die Only lovers decide"