A sketch of the night, we'll create. Out of love, not of hate. To see him again, will I ever? Love me again, he may never. A broken promise, yes its true. Only because I loved you. Knowing him, I'm forgiven. Knowing me, life is prison. I see his face? I may fall. He see my face? Not at all. Love, a word with great power. But thrown away almost every hour. Rejected, hated, crushed, and beaten. Love is hurt for no reason. A sketch of the night, we'll create. Out of love, Not of Hate.