I am sorry if I am not gentle
I can say that in my dreams
My thoughts are about to short-cirrcuit
Right now I want to see you

Moonlight makes me want to cry
Midnight is too late to call
But I'm native what will I do?
My heart's a kaleidoscope

Being led into moonlight we meet
By chance many times over

The sparkling number of stars
Foretells the whereabouts of love
Born on the same earth a miracle romance

Do you believe?
A miracle romance
Do you believe a miracle romance?