Hang on, this wheel might keep turning on and on hold on, my friend, it is not quite yet the end Under this weight, my knees fail me close to the ground, i choose to stand with this song we'll both get carried away from this crowd, from this life and if we believe it for tonight it will last, forever Darling, theses curves of yours should be illegal Grasp my hand, bite your lips (don't speak a single word) Come on, are you alive? Hang on, this wheel might keep turning on and on hold on, my friend, it is not quite yet the end with this song we'll both get carried away from this crowd, from this life and if we believe it for tonight it will last, forever If we believe it's alright, then it's right.