CHLOE

Through the black of night, I gotta go where you are.

If it’s wrong or right, I gotta go where you are.

I’ll roam through the dismal swamp-land searching for you.

(pa-ba-da-ba-da-pa)

‘Cause if you are lost there, let me be there, too.

Through the smoke and flame, I gotta go where you are.

For no place could be too far where you are.

Ain’t no chains can bind you, if you live, I’ll find you.

Love is calling me, I gotta go where you are.

Pa-da-pa-da-pa

Pa-da-ba-da, pa-da-pa

Whooa-da-pa-da-pa

Pa-da-ba-da, pa-da-pa

Da-pa-da, da-pa-da, pa-pa-da, pa-da-pa

Whooa-da-da-da, pa-pa-da, pa-pa-da-da

Through the smoke and flame, I gotta go where you are

For no place could be too far where you are.

Ain’t no chains can bind you, if you live, I’ll find you.

Love is calling me, I gotta go where you are!

Love is calling me, I gotta go where you are!