Milagro

I might jump to heaven, thinking I'm going to hell
Losing doesn't prevent betting
You have to be a miracle

I might go out and be dragged to heaven, delaying effect
Yielding allows speaking
You have to be a miracle

Wherever you are when I want to hug you
And however you are, I'm already there, The sun between your lips
I am the sun

I might jump from heaven sure to go to hell
Yielding is not losing
I swear you are a miracle

Wherever you are when I want to hug you
And however you are, I'm already there, The moon between your lips
I am the Moon

I give light, or reflection
I am You, you are Me