you've promised pleasure
and you've promised pain
you've promised everything,
just to take from me again
but stubborn as a mule
I kept believing in a rule
of love at second sight
and I was right
and if my heart was black as coal
you'd be the one - to set fire to my soul
now, life's pure pleasure
now, the seventh year's gone
we've made it through thick and thin,
and that which is mystical within
and I'm still that born fool
that keeps believing in the rule
of souls bound together
bound together
and if my heart was black as coal
you'd be the one - to set fire to my soul