Testo Making It

VERSE I
My doubts are rising, while the sunlights dying
About this love, that we plan to share
Questions fading, after much debating
God told me, we make a perfect pair
CHORUS
We're gonna' make it, so baby hold on
Cling to hope, and never let it go I see the end of, the road ahead and
I see us walkin' it, hand in hand
VERSE II
So my doubts' subsiding, and my love keeps rising
To the girl, who stole my heart
And I've figured out, that there should be no doubt
It was meant to be, from the start