Blind Ambition کے بول

In all the minutes Of all the madness And all the poetry Between the good and badness In all the hours Of all the minutes Of all the thousand of loves That grew from within it It was the heat of the night And love is a blind ambition In all the seasons Of the years Of all countless questions And seasons of fear There's an answer In all emotion In all hungry moments A losing proposition It's just the heat of the night And love is a blind ambition It's just the heat of the night Cause love is a blind ambition And all the minutes Of all the madness And all the poetry Between the good and badness And all the hours Of all the minutes And all the flowers of love And the love that grew from within it It was the heat of the night And love was a blind ambition It was the heat of the night And love was a blind ambition