Before This Day Ends

They say that my kind of love is blind

Some even say I must have lost my mind

But if I knew I’d never kiss your lips again

I’d rather die before this day ends

Seeds of gossip always grow

Till they kill the fragrance of the sweetest rose

But if I thought that you would let a doubt come in

I’d rather die before this day ends

All of everything is nothing without you

And many dream a dream the way I do

Without your love before another day begins

I’d rather die before this day ends

Seeds of gossip always grow

Till they kill the fragrance of the sweetest rose

But if I thought that you would let a doubt come in

I’d rather die before this day ends