All our times have come.
Here, but now they're gone.
Seasons don't fear the reaper,
nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.
We can be like they are.
Come on, baby,
baby, take my hand.
We'll be able to fly.
Baby, I'm your man...
La, la la la, la.
La, la la la, la.
Valentine is done.
Here, but now they're gone.
Romeo and Juliet
are together in eternity.
Forty thousand men and women every day.
Forty thousand men and women every day.
'Nother forty thousand coming every day.
Come on, baby,
baby, take my hand.
We'll be able to fly.
Baby, I'm your man.
La, la la la, la.
La, la la la, la.
Love of two is one.
Here, but now they're gone.
Came the last night of sadness,
and it was clear she couldn't go on.
And the door was open and the wind appeared.
The candles blew and then disappeared.
The curtains flew and then he appeared.
"Come on, baby."
And she ran to him,
They looked backward and said goodbye.
She had taken his hand.
Come on, baby...
