Who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time
And who can say if your love grows,
As your heart chose, only time.
Who can say why your heart sighs
As your love flies, only time.
And who can say why your heart cries
When your love lies, only time.
Who can say when the roads meet
that love might be in your heart
And who can say when the day sleeps
If the night keeps all your heart
Who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose
<beautiful lyrics of Enya's...>
to witch I can only add..."mes nuit son plus belles que vos jours"