the feeling that comes from travel   is not comparable to your love   the frenzy and the (…) highs and lows    bear witness to that      we may not get along    most of the time we fight   it’s not a question of right or wrong    but can we compromise tonight      through these hills   (hold on)   fighting for our lives   (hold on)   in a conjugal night   (hold on)   to this mirage      we call it love   others call it weakness   some say it’s drugs   others claim it’s a necessary evil   but I’ll ever vouch for you      my partner in crime until   a brother (?) must crush our will   and stuff us into the earth    where we will pay (?)      we may not get along    most of the time we fight   it’s not a question of right or wrong    but can we compromise tonight      through these hills   (hold on)   fighting for our lives   (hold on)   in a conjugal night   (hold on)   to this mirage