Kissing - 群星

The red light of the sun

Slowly descending

The sky is all I see

It's never ending

We could fly

You and I

On a cloud

Kissing kissing

The wind plays with the leaves

The weather turns colder

But as long as we believe

Love doesn't get older

We could fly

You and I

On a cloud

Kissing kissing

On a journey of the heart

There's so much to see

And when the sky is dark

You'll be right here right here with me

Right here with me

Kissing

Kissing kissing

Kissing kissing