Lisa Y Fran

Lisa was pure energy; Fran a man of little faith,
Lisa was the daylight and Fran pure nightfall.
And in the middle of nowhere, in the endless plain,
where no train passes, there their lives crossed paths.

And they were dying inside, like heat killing ice.
And they spilled their kisses on each other's skin.
And in every night of love their lives went further,
until they managed to reach the sky with their hands.

Lisa and Fran are a volcano of blind faith for their love.
And a volcano we were, you and I.
Lisa and Fran are a volcano of blind faith for their love.
And a volcano we were, you and I.

They promised not to say 'I love you' to each other
in case they had to leave, so it would hurt less.
But when the moment came, it was impossible for them not to do it
and Lisa broke down in tears when Fran said 'I can't'.

Lisa and Fran are a volcano of blind faith for their love.
And a volcano we were, you and I.
Lisa and Fran are a volcano of blind faith for their love.
And a volcano we were, you and I.

Crushed hearts that uncrossed their lives;
you never know which corner you have to turn.
Fran no longer believes in anything today, only in his old guitar.
Lisa is married now, but still cries when he sings.

Lisa and Fran were a volcano of blind faith for their love.
And a volcano we were, you and I.
Lisa and Fran were a volcano of blind faith for their love.
And a volcano we were, you and I.
And a volcano like you and me.