Two hearts that shouldn't talk to each other become close...
In a town much like a prison cell...

People speak our names on the street in hushed tones
Oh the stories they'd tell if anyone would listen...

If anyone would listen...

You come from a town where people don't bother saying "Hello"
Unless somebody's born or dies...

And I come from a place where they drag your hopes through the mud
Because their own dreams are all dying....


And when we walk down the street...
The wind sings our names in rebel songs...
The sounds of the night should make us anxious...
But it's much too late when the fear is gone...

I will meet you in the Next Life, I PROMISE YOU..

Where we can be together, I PROMISE YOU..

I will wait till then in Heaven, I PROMISE YOU..

I PROMISE, I PROMISE...


There's so many fighting to get past the Pearly Gates
But nobody ever wants to die or get saved...

Their intentions aren't that good and I can smell the asphalt
That's their personal road to Hell being paved...


And when we walk down the street..
The wind sings our names in rebel songs..
And it's much too late when the fear is gone..

I will meet you in the Next life, I PROMISE YOU..

Where we can be together, I PROMISE YOU..

I will wait till then in Heaven, I PROMISE YOU..

I PROMISE, I PROMISE...






I will meet you in the Next Life, I PROMISE YOU..

Where we can be together, I PROMISE YOU..

I will wait till then in Heaven, I PROMISE YOU..

I PROMISE, I PROMISE....