 
Fire in your eyes, a promise of true love and protection
but in your mind, neccessity of getting your way.
Tradition disguised. Suspicion and lies.
Selfish desire, you're looking for maternal perfection.
Oh what a shame, it's something you can't get on your own.
You want me gone but you want me to stay.
And you need my absolution, for the sins you won't confess.
{chorus}
Sing low, so no one hears you and sing high, making me cry
I hear something when wrapped in your arms...
An Italian song of love.
Who can resist a show of such apparent devotion?
Could there exist, a love of such unfaultering strength?
Convinced of a dream, denying a scheme
And you need my absolution, for the sins you wont confess.
{chorus}
Sing low, help me remember how you loved making me cry
Now I hear only echoes and whispers,
An Italian song of love.
 
| 1 | Je MAppelle Bagdad | 
| 2 | Show Me Heaven | 
| 3 | Les Trois Cloches | 
| 4 | Enough Is Enough | 
| 5 | Now I Can Dance | 
| 6 | Oh Me Oh My | 
| 7 | I Want To Spend My Lifetime Loving You | 
| 8 | I Want To Know What Love Is | 
| 9 | Burn | 
| 10 | The Flame |