Transition 2

It’s her and her mister for the rest of their lives
'Cause even after the body goes, the image survives
To mark the abstract connection of two subjects' duet
And in this microsecond, it’s as close as we get
It’s as close as we get, oh
To taste devotion in an infinite sense
To make a love bound by no golden band
No-oh-oh
There are no conditions and believe no pretence
For this a union, we can’t understand
Hold still
Focus, hold, oh