Love, just a tale of mystery,
Take what you can get from the tragedy
Found in the back by the bins
Love, a statement of morality
Sinks its claws into your reality
Bites likes a denture into tin
How, how can we fight it
In a world that makes mother cry
So if you've the inkling too, come with me,
We'll change all our clothes
Love, it's not just for anyone,
Check your watch and count
Til the cows come home
Then you will see waterfalls of love
Cascading on angels
And the spray will cool down your egos
Love, it's quite a mystery
But in all it's welcomed by some, or a few
