You're driving in the fast lane I'm picking up the pace,
but don't go so fast baby this dream aint a race.
I don't want this love to waste after the bliss of the very first taste.
A beautiful rose is often followed by the discovery of a thorn,
but even through the pain our love can't be out-worn.
Baby I love you, from your side I can't be taken,
baby I need you, from your loving embrace I can't be torn.
A new day is breaking but never shall us two,
for never is there a moment where I'm not thinking of you.
A new day is waking as I lay here beside you,
thinking about our love and the crazy things we both do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem