Fell In Love With A Girl

Hold your head high
The water will fall
It's our turn to die
and get rid of it all

The torment wont stay
Our souls will be free
As we're sailing away
Down the open sea

Two girls in love
A city with hate
As the heavens above
Open up their white gates

God see's our passion
And slowly shakes his head
And with a swift moving fashion
Hurls us into the flames instead

Now we're crying on the floor, pleading our case
Telling God our love is not a disgrace