Author's Note: To understand this story, you must've read "Notice Me" before reading this. I don't own anything except for the character of Skye Alexander and her family and friends. The wrestlers own themselves and Vince McMahon owns the WWE. I don't own any music mentioned in this either. The artists own it and yadi-yada. The cat named Snicklefritz is from 'Big Comfy Couch'. Nickelodeon owns Spongebob! And I don't own anything so I won't make this long. I just need to say that I'm doing this for fun! Yeah, yeah. You've probably heard that speech a million times so, I'll shut up now and proceed with the story. This is my songfic chapter. The song is "Power of Love" by Celine Dion...LoL...I did an opera skit in Drama with this song...good times. Thank you for the reviews. Here we go!
*The whispers in the morning,
Of lovers sleeping tight,
Are rolling like thunder now,
As I look into your eyes...*
It was Saturday Night and Skye Alexander was in the arms of Randy Orton. The couple were at a local restaraunt, dancing in the open air. A couple of other older people surrounded them, but they were in the middle. The older couples were gushing over Randy and Skye, who were holding each other. Skye had her head on Randy's shoulder, and he kissed her lightly on the head. The song playing was Celine Dion's "Power of Love". Skye looked up at Randy, into his light blue eyes. She could see that they sparkled in the moonlight that shone from my night sky. He smiled down at her, running his hands gently through her red hair. "I'm so glad we could do this. You know, get out and dance. The last time we danced was the homecoming dance. Remember?" He asked. Skye nodded.
"Of course I remember, Randy. It was one of the best nights of my life. Do you remember the fountain?" She replied, a smile appearing across her face. Randy's face lit up even more as Skye mentioned the fountain. The two had shared a kiss in the middle of a huge fountain at the Vincent K. McMahon High Homecoming Dance. It was one of the best moments in his life. He had never loved anybody more than Skye.
"How could I forget?" He laughed, placing a soft kiss on her lips. She kissed him back and the couple ignored the adults around them, who were 'ooohing' and 'ahhhing'.
Later that night, Skye Alexander and Randy Orton were walking along the pathway of a local park. The two were holding hands and talking. Skye looked up at the night sky, at all the stars twinkling brightly. She stopped walking, with Randy's hand in hers. He stopped also and looked up at the sky, to see what Skye was looking at. The two stood there silent, as Skye pulled Randy closer to her. "Do you believe in all that wishing on a star stuff?" She asked him, her hazel eyes going from the stars to his face. He shrugged his muscular shoulders.
"I've never really thought about it." He answered. Skye took him by the hand, using his pointer finger to point out the brightest star in the night sky. Randy used his free arm to wrap it around Skye. "That's the brightest star. Make a wish."
She told him. He looked down at her. "Why? I've got everything I've ever wanted right here." Randy Orton replied. Skye's cheeks began to grow red.
"Come on, Randy. I'm going to make a wish too. We'll do it together." Skye stated.
*I hold on to your body,
And feel each move you make,
Your voice is warm and tender,
A love that I could not forsake...*
"Sure. Let's make a wish." Randy said. She nodded and the two looked at the brightest star in the night sky together. They then closed their eyes and made their wishes. After wishing, Randy opened his eyes and saw Skye with her eyes still closed. He placed his hand on her face and she opened her eyes. "What did you wish for?" He asked. A small smile came upon her face.
"It's a secret." She replied. He smiled back at her and the two continued to walk on.
Monday morning, Skye Alexander and Randy Orton stepped off the bus together and began walking into the school. Before they reached the stairs, Randy felt a harsh tug on his backpack. He turned around, but only to be hit in the face by Hunter Hearst Helmsley. Randy didn't have enough time to react, for he was tackled to the ground and Hunter fired more shots at him. Skye tried jumping to save her boyfriend, but she felt somebody holding her back. She turned her head to see who it was. It was Billy Kidman. Before Skye could fire a smart remark at him, she was hit across the back of the head with a semi-hard object. Billy Kidman dropped her to the ground and shouted, "GET HER!"
In a matter of seconds, Stacy Keibler and Torrie Wilson were stomping on Skye Alexander. Torrie had a red binder in her hand, the semi-hard object that she had hit Skye in the back of the head with. Torrie dropped the binder onto Skye's face, as Stacy jumped on Skye and grabbed her by the hair. Stacy began bashing Skye's head into the ground. Luckily, her head was being bashed into the crash and not the concrete. Randy, on the other hand was getting way worse. Billy Kidman was holding him up on one side and Rob Van Dam was holding him on the other side. Hunter was ramming his knee into Randy's stomach. Randy's ribs were just recovered, and now they hurt even more. He groaned as Hunter began shouting at him. "This is what you get, you fucker! Don't mess with us!" Hunter continued assaulting Randy as the rest of the school just watched on.
Jeff Hardy watched the fight from a distance. He was perched on the branch of the tree that sat at the far end of the school's front yard. He had a good view of the fight, for he was higher than the other students. His green eyes watched Skye Alexander, the person he was supposed to be with get beat up. He was happy that Randy Orton was getting it, just not Skye. Jeff cringed as he watched Torrie Wilson and Stacy Keibler pick Skye up and then drop her to the ground. He wasn't able to watch much of it. He closed his eyes for a minute after that.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley was in the midst of giving Randy Orton a brutal beating, when Mr. McMahon ran outside. He grabbed Hunter's arm and threw it back. Hunter stared at the school's principal. Vince McMahon stood in the middle of it all, about to force his authority. Stacy and Torrie had stopped beating on Skye, for she was a bloody mess on the grass. So was Randy. The two laid about six feet from each other, with Vince McMahon in the middle. "HEY! What the HELL is going on here?" The principal questioned. Everybody began walking away from him. He grabbed Hunter and Billy by their shirt collars and dragged them back. "You two! My office!" He stated.
Stacy Keibler and Torrie Wilson began creeping away as Mr. McMahon caught them. "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" He shouted. Stacy and Torrie turned around, fear in their faces. Vince directed all four of them to his office. He dragged Hunter and Billy there by their collars. Moments later, Ms. Garcia, the school's nurse had run out to tend to Skye and Randy.
Jeff Hardy leaped off his branch and landed on the green grass. He ran his fingers through his yellow and blue hair. Jeff then walked into the school, feeling guilty. Skye rolled over so she laid on her stomach. The back of her head hurt like a bitch. She held it and then looked over at Randy. He was in even worse condition than she was. Randy's face was all scratched up and he was holding onto his ribs for dear life. Ms. Garcia was trying to clean up his face, but the peroxide hurt too much. Randy cringed as it hit his skin. It burned. Randy Orton looked over at Skye and saw that her nose was bleeding. He reached his hand out and she reached his. They touched, feeling the only good feeling that they have felt in the past five or ten minutes of brutal beating.
*Cause I am your lady,
And you are my man,
Whenever you reach for me,
I'll do all that I can...*
It was now the middle of first period and Randy Orton sat on the examination table in the nurse's office. His girlfriend, Skye Alexander was on the chair next to the table and the school nurse, Ms. Lilian Garcia was tending to her bleeding nose. Skye had a tissue to her nose, with her head tilted backwards. Ms. Garcia then came over to Randy, with a box of band-aids. She began applying them to his face. After the two were patched up, Ms. Garcia sent them to their class. The two just looked at each other, too afraid to touch because it may hurt too much. Skye's nose had stopped bleeding, but she still looked like a wreck. She began turning away to walk to class. Randy slowly spoke. "Stop." He said. She turned around.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"How long do you think this is going to go on?" He questioned.
"I don't know." She replied, walking off before he could say anything else. Skye headed towards her Math class while Randy went to History. As Randy was walking into the classroom, the students stared at him. The teacher, Mrs. Mero said nothing and continued to mark papers at her desk in the corner of the room. Randy took his seat in the back, but didn't take out his books. He was then approached by the whiny, but gossipy Christian.
"Orton. Are you hurting?" He asked. Randy looked at him, his eyebrows raised with a 'no duh' expression on his face. Christian's expression changed from curious to dumbfounded. "Oh. Well, how bad is it?"
"Bad. It hurts like a bitch." Randy replied. Christian nodded and sauntered back to his desk.
*Lost is how I feel lying in your arms,
When the world's outside too...
Much to take,
That all ends when I'm with you...*
After school, Randy Orton had called for his mother to pick him and Skye up from school. He didn't want anything worse to happen. The couple were sitting on a stone bench at the front of the school, waiting for Mrs. Orton. Skye was in Randy's arms, but the two were silent. Randy looked out into the distance, remembering the time when he met Mick Foley, who lived down the street from the school. Randy thought about when he had talked to Mick about Skye. He was in love with her back then, and was still in love with her. Five minutes later, the Orton's blue van appeared infront of them. Skye had drifted off into her own little dream land. Mrs. Orton got out of the car to find Skye asleeping in Randy's arms. She smiled and then saw the band-aids on her son's face. "What happened?" She asked, her voice full of worry like any mother would sound like.
"She's a bit tired from a little scrap we got in to with some other kids. Want to help me get her into the car?" Randy replied. Mrs. Orton nodded and began peeling Skye off of Randy. Randy Orton stood up and helped his mother get his girlfriend into the car. Randy then got into the car after her and Mrs. Orton drove off.
Back at Skye's house, Petra was in the front yard, playing with her hula hoop. The young girl spotted the Orton's blue van pulling into their street. She waited as the car drove up into their driveway. It parked behind Braiden's new yellow Nissan Maxima. Petra watched as Randy and Mrs. Orton carried Skye out of the car. When Petra saw her older sister, bruised and battered, she gasped. The pink hula hoop dropped to the ground and she rushed over to her sister's side. "What happened?!" She practically shrieked.
"We got into a fight." Randy told her. Petra nodded and led them into the house. They went up to Skye's room and laid her onto her bed. She shifted position, but was still asleep. Randy gave her a kiss on the head and walked out of the room with his mother. Petra led them to the door.
After saying good-bye to Skye's younger sister, the Ortons climbed into the van. Randy buckled up and then began staring out the window. He watched the streets go by as his mother drove. His mind was completely on Skye, and how she was.
*Even though there may be times,
It seems I'm far away,
Never wonder where I am,
Cause I'm always by your side...*
Two hours later, Skye Alexander woke up with a splitting headache. She held her head and looked around to see where she was. She was in her bedroom. "What the hell?" She asked herself. The last thing she remembered was being seated on the bench in her boyfriend's arms, waiting for his mom to pick them up. She rose from the bed, holding the back of her head. "Ouch." She said to herself before slowly climbing out of bed. Skye walked out of her bedroom and headed towards the kitchen to get an Advil.
The next day at school, the fight was all the rage. On the bus, the driver Eric Bischoff had to stop the bus three times to tell them to quiet down. In Skye and Randy's Biology class, people kept on approaching them and asking about it. The next class, Randy had Math and Skye had Spanish. Randy's math teacher was Mr. Richards, for the second year in a row. And for the second year in a row, Hunter Hearst Helmsley was in Randy Orton's Math class. Randy walked into the classroom, with all eyes on him. Spike Dudley was a junior, who was whispering into the ear of Victoria, Mr. Richards' favorite student. Hunter was watching them, smiling. He then looked over at Randy Orton, and his smile grew even bigger. (A/N2: Even bigger than his nose LOL!) The bell rang, but the students ignored the teacher. Even Victoria ignored Mr. Richards, who was dressed in hot pink shorts today. It was very disturbing.
In the middle of the day's lesson, Spike Dudley approached Randy Orton. "Hey Randy. I heard you cried like a bitch when you got beat up." He snickered. Randy looked at him, appalled.
"Excuse me?" Randy asked, not sure if he had heard Spike right.
"Christian was saying that you cried like a bitch when you got beat up. He said that you told him that." Spike explained. Randy Orton's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
"What the hell? That's a lie!" Randy stated. He could not believe it. Christian had twisted his words to make him sound weak. Spike shrugged his skinny shoulders.
"Well, that's what's going around. Hunter's been acting like this tough guy ever since somebody told him what Christian said." Spike told him, walking off. Randy slammed his fist on the top of his desk. He then heard some snickers. His head shot into the direction of the laughter, to see Hunter cracking up.
It was now lunch time and Randy was with Skye at her locker. She was stuffing her books in. "Can you believe it, Skye? Christian's been spreading that shit about me!" Randy exclaimed, kicking a locker.
"Don't listen to those rambling idiots, Randy. It's all lies. You know what happened, I know what happened. That's all that matters." Skye replied, closing her locker.
*Cause I am your lady,
And you are my man,
Whenever you reach for me,
I'll do all that I can...*
The two walked on, hand in hand. They weren't going to let anyone bring them down.
*We're heading for something,
Somewhere I've never been,
Sometimes I am frightened,
But I'm ready to learn,
Of the power of love,
The sound of your heart beating,
Made it clear,
Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on,
Is light years away,
Cause I am your lady,
And you are my mand,
Whenever you reach for me,
I'll do all that I can,
We're heading for something,
Somewhere I've never been,
Sometimes I am frightened,
But I'm ready to learn,
Of the power of love.*
*The whispers in the morning,
Of lovers sleeping tight,
Are rolling like thunder now,
As I look into your eyes...*
It was Saturday Night and Skye Alexander was in the arms of Randy Orton. The couple were at a local restaraunt, dancing in the open air. A couple of other older people surrounded them, but they were in the middle. The older couples were gushing over Randy and Skye, who were holding each other. Skye had her head on Randy's shoulder, and he kissed her lightly on the head. The song playing was Celine Dion's "Power of Love". Skye looked up at Randy, into his light blue eyes. She could see that they sparkled in the moonlight that shone from my night sky. He smiled down at her, running his hands gently through her red hair. "I'm so glad we could do this. You know, get out and dance. The last time we danced was the homecoming dance. Remember?" He asked. Skye nodded.
"Of course I remember, Randy. It was one of the best nights of my life. Do you remember the fountain?" She replied, a smile appearing across her face. Randy's face lit up even more as Skye mentioned the fountain. The two had shared a kiss in the middle of a huge fountain at the Vincent K. McMahon High Homecoming Dance. It was one of the best moments in his life. He had never loved anybody more than Skye.
"How could I forget?" He laughed, placing a soft kiss on her lips. She kissed him back and the couple ignored the adults around them, who were 'ooohing' and 'ahhhing'.
Later that night, Skye Alexander and Randy Orton were walking along the pathway of a local park. The two were holding hands and talking. Skye looked up at the night sky, at all the stars twinkling brightly. She stopped walking, with Randy's hand in hers. He stopped also and looked up at the sky, to see what Skye was looking at. The two stood there silent, as Skye pulled Randy closer to her. "Do you believe in all that wishing on a star stuff?" She asked him, her hazel eyes going from the stars to his face. He shrugged his muscular shoulders.
"I've never really thought about it." He answered. Skye took him by the hand, using his pointer finger to point out the brightest star in the night sky. Randy used his free arm to wrap it around Skye. "That's the brightest star. Make a wish."
She told him. He looked down at her. "Why? I've got everything I've ever wanted right here." Randy Orton replied. Skye's cheeks began to grow red.
"Come on, Randy. I'm going to make a wish too. We'll do it together." Skye stated.
*I hold on to your body,
And feel each move you make,
Your voice is warm and tender,
A love that I could not forsake...*
"Sure. Let's make a wish." Randy said. She nodded and the two looked at the brightest star in the night sky together. They then closed their eyes and made their wishes. After wishing, Randy opened his eyes and saw Skye with her eyes still closed. He placed his hand on her face and she opened her eyes. "What did you wish for?" He asked. A small smile came upon her face.
"It's a secret." She replied. He smiled back at her and the two continued to walk on.
Monday morning, Skye Alexander and Randy Orton stepped off the bus together and began walking into the school. Before they reached the stairs, Randy felt a harsh tug on his backpack. He turned around, but only to be hit in the face by Hunter Hearst Helmsley. Randy didn't have enough time to react, for he was tackled to the ground and Hunter fired more shots at him. Skye tried jumping to save her boyfriend, but she felt somebody holding her back. She turned her head to see who it was. It was Billy Kidman. Before Skye could fire a smart remark at him, she was hit across the back of the head with a semi-hard object. Billy Kidman dropped her to the ground and shouted, "GET HER!"
In a matter of seconds, Stacy Keibler and Torrie Wilson were stomping on Skye Alexander. Torrie had a red binder in her hand, the semi-hard object that she had hit Skye in the back of the head with. Torrie dropped the binder onto Skye's face, as Stacy jumped on Skye and grabbed her by the hair. Stacy began bashing Skye's head into the ground. Luckily, her head was being bashed into the crash and not the concrete. Randy, on the other hand was getting way worse. Billy Kidman was holding him up on one side and Rob Van Dam was holding him on the other side. Hunter was ramming his knee into Randy's stomach. Randy's ribs were just recovered, and now they hurt even more. He groaned as Hunter began shouting at him. "This is what you get, you fucker! Don't mess with us!" Hunter continued assaulting Randy as the rest of the school just watched on.
Jeff Hardy watched the fight from a distance. He was perched on the branch of the tree that sat at the far end of the school's front yard. He had a good view of the fight, for he was higher than the other students. His green eyes watched Skye Alexander, the person he was supposed to be with get beat up. He was happy that Randy Orton was getting it, just not Skye. Jeff cringed as he watched Torrie Wilson and Stacy Keibler pick Skye up and then drop her to the ground. He wasn't able to watch much of it. He closed his eyes for a minute after that.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley was in the midst of giving Randy Orton a brutal beating, when Mr. McMahon ran outside. He grabbed Hunter's arm and threw it back. Hunter stared at the school's principal. Vince McMahon stood in the middle of it all, about to force his authority. Stacy and Torrie had stopped beating on Skye, for she was a bloody mess on the grass. So was Randy. The two laid about six feet from each other, with Vince McMahon in the middle. "HEY! What the HELL is going on here?" The principal questioned. Everybody began walking away from him. He grabbed Hunter and Billy by their shirt collars and dragged them back. "You two! My office!" He stated.
Stacy Keibler and Torrie Wilson began creeping away as Mr. McMahon caught them. "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" He shouted. Stacy and Torrie turned around, fear in their faces. Vince directed all four of them to his office. He dragged Hunter and Billy there by their collars. Moments later, Ms. Garcia, the school's nurse had run out to tend to Skye and Randy.
Jeff Hardy leaped off his branch and landed on the green grass. He ran his fingers through his yellow and blue hair. Jeff then walked into the school, feeling guilty. Skye rolled over so she laid on her stomach. The back of her head hurt like a bitch. She held it and then looked over at Randy. He was in even worse condition than she was. Randy's face was all scratched up and he was holding onto his ribs for dear life. Ms. Garcia was trying to clean up his face, but the peroxide hurt too much. Randy cringed as it hit his skin. It burned. Randy Orton looked over at Skye and saw that her nose was bleeding. He reached his hand out and she reached his. They touched, feeling the only good feeling that they have felt in the past five or ten minutes of brutal beating.
*Cause I am your lady,
And you are my man,
Whenever you reach for me,
I'll do all that I can...*
It was now the middle of first period and Randy Orton sat on the examination table in the nurse's office. His girlfriend, Skye Alexander was on the chair next to the table and the school nurse, Ms. Lilian Garcia was tending to her bleeding nose. Skye had a tissue to her nose, with her head tilted backwards. Ms. Garcia then came over to Randy, with a box of band-aids. She began applying them to his face. After the two were patched up, Ms. Garcia sent them to their class. The two just looked at each other, too afraid to touch because it may hurt too much. Skye's nose had stopped bleeding, but she still looked like a wreck. She began turning away to walk to class. Randy slowly spoke. "Stop." He said. She turned around.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"How long do you think this is going to go on?" He questioned.
"I don't know." She replied, walking off before he could say anything else. Skye headed towards her Math class while Randy went to History. As Randy was walking into the classroom, the students stared at him. The teacher, Mrs. Mero said nothing and continued to mark papers at her desk in the corner of the room. Randy took his seat in the back, but didn't take out his books. He was then approached by the whiny, but gossipy Christian.
"Orton. Are you hurting?" He asked. Randy looked at him, his eyebrows raised with a 'no duh' expression on his face. Christian's expression changed from curious to dumbfounded. "Oh. Well, how bad is it?"
"Bad. It hurts like a bitch." Randy replied. Christian nodded and sauntered back to his desk.
*Lost is how I feel lying in your arms,
When the world's outside too...
Much to take,
That all ends when I'm with you...*
After school, Randy Orton had called for his mother to pick him and Skye up from school. He didn't want anything worse to happen. The couple were sitting on a stone bench at the front of the school, waiting for Mrs. Orton. Skye was in Randy's arms, but the two were silent. Randy looked out into the distance, remembering the time when he met Mick Foley, who lived down the street from the school. Randy thought about when he had talked to Mick about Skye. He was in love with her back then, and was still in love with her. Five minutes later, the Orton's blue van appeared infront of them. Skye had drifted off into her own little dream land. Mrs. Orton got out of the car to find Skye asleeping in Randy's arms. She smiled and then saw the band-aids on her son's face. "What happened?" She asked, her voice full of worry like any mother would sound like.
"She's a bit tired from a little scrap we got in to with some other kids. Want to help me get her into the car?" Randy replied. Mrs. Orton nodded and began peeling Skye off of Randy. Randy Orton stood up and helped his mother get his girlfriend into the car. Randy then got into the car after her and Mrs. Orton drove off.
Back at Skye's house, Petra was in the front yard, playing with her hula hoop. The young girl spotted the Orton's blue van pulling into their street. She waited as the car drove up into their driveway. It parked behind Braiden's new yellow Nissan Maxima. Petra watched as Randy and Mrs. Orton carried Skye out of the car. When Petra saw her older sister, bruised and battered, she gasped. The pink hula hoop dropped to the ground and she rushed over to her sister's side. "What happened?!" She practically shrieked.
"We got into a fight." Randy told her. Petra nodded and led them into the house. They went up to Skye's room and laid her onto her bed. She shifted position, but was still asleep. Randy gave her a kiss on the head and walked out of the room with his mother. Petra led them to the door.
After saying good-bye to Skye's younger sister, the Ortons climbed into the van. Randy buckled up and then began staring out the window. He watched the streets go by as his mother drove. His mind was completely on Skye, and how she was.
*Even though there may be times,
It seems I'm far away,
Never wonder where I am,
Cause I'm always by your side...*
Two hours later, Skye Alexander woke up with a splitting headache. She held her head and looked around to see where she was. She was in her bedroom. "What the hell?" She asked herself. The last thing she remembered was being seated on the bench in her boyfriend's arms, waiting for his mom to pick them up. She rose from the bed, holding the back of her head. "Ouch." She said to herself before slowly climbing out of bed. Skye walked out of her bedroom and headed towards the kitchen to get an Advil.
The next day at school, the fight was all the rage. On the bus, the driver Eric Bischoff had to stop the bus three times to tell them to quiet down. In Skye and Randy's Biology class, people kept on approaching them and asking about it. The next class, Randy had Math and Skye had Spanish. Randy's math teacher was Mr. Richards, for the second year in a row. And for the second year in a row, Hunter Hearst Helmsley was in Randy Orton's Math class. Randy walked into the classroom, with all eyes on him. Spike Dudley was a junior, who was whispering into the ear of Victoria, Mr. Richards' favorite student. Hunter was watching them, smiling. He then looked over at Randy Orton, and his smile grew even bigger. (A/N2: Even bigger than his nose LOL!) The bell rang, but the students ignored the teacher. Even Victoria ignored Mr. Richards, who was dressed in hot pink shorts today. It was very disturbing.
In the middle of the day's lesson, Spike Dudley approached Randy Orton. "Hey Randy. I heard you cried like a bitch when you got beat up." He snickered. Randy looked at him, appalled.
"Excuse me?" Randy asked, not sure if he had heard Spike right.
"Christian was saying that you cried like a bitch when you got beat up. He said that you told him that." Spike explained. Randy Orton's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
"What the hell? That's a lie!" Randy stated. He could not believe it. Christian had twisted his words to make him sound weak. Spike shrugged his skinny shoulders.
"Well, that's what's going around. Hunter's been acting like this tough guy ever since somebody told him what Christian said." Spike told him, walking off. Randy slammed his fist on the top of his desk. He then heard some snickers. His head shot into the direction of the laughter, to see Hunter cracking up.
It was now lunch time and Randy was with Skye at her locker. She was stuffing her books in. "Can you believe it, Skye? Christian's been spreading that shit about me!" Randy exclaimed, kicking a locker.
"Don't listen to those rambling idiots, Randy. It's all lies. You know what happened, I know what happened. That's all that matters." Skye replied, closing her locker.
*Cause I am your lady,
And you are my man,
Whenever you reach for me,
I'll do all that I can...*
The two walked on, hand in hand. They weren't going to let anyone bring them down.
*We're heading for something,
Somewhere I've never been,
Sometimes I am frightened,
But I'm ready to learn,
Of the power of love,
The sound of your heart beating,
Made it clear,
Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on,
Is light years away,
Cause I am your lady,
And you are my mand,
Whenever you reach for me,
I'll do all that I can,
We're heading for something,
Somewhere I've never been,
Sometimes I am frightened,
But I'm ready to learn,
Of the power of love.*