How can I stand 2 stay where I am?

Poor butterfly who don't understand

Why can't I fly away in a special sky?

If I don't find my destiny soon,

I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon

I want to live life to the ultimate high

Maybe I'll die young like heroes die

Maybe I'll kiss you some wild special way

If nobody kills me or thrills me soon,

I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon

If that's alright

Lovers like us dear are born 2 die

If they don't find us what will we do?

I guess we'll make love under the cherry moon

I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon