I've seen the bonds break down at their hands or my own
and so I've lost them all, and yet I'm not alone.
I have seen the phoenix burn and watched it rising up.
Does a heart ever run out of love?
Does a heart ever run out of love?

My mother and my father
and their sisters and their brothers
have forgotten that the answer
is a great resounding "no".

I have loved and loved and loved and loved anew
but with some time and luck, dear, I could love you too.
And maybe we can talk and watch the sun come up.
Tell me, does a heart ever run out of love?

'Cause I have found my way inside a couple hearts
and there is no decay, the motor smoothly starts.
I take this thought as law, sacred and above.
Does a heart ever run out of love?
Does a heart ever run out of love?

The whole world seems to give up
when a little heartbreak comes.
They've forgotten that the answer
is a great resounding "no".

Does a heart ever run out of love?
No, a heart never runs out of love.