The Game Called “Love And Hate”

both of us in a storm
and looking for the brightest star
we can’t seem to find our way out
so we look back to each other

unnoticed watery eyes
were hidden by the rain
as we reach the turning point
but we can feel the longing for heat

(so) let’s play another game tonight
let’s play the game called “love and hate”

both of us in this storm
with our watery eyes
no light to guide us through
but we can feel the longing for heat

© 1989 Darem Placer