Love In Itself

All of these insurmountable tasks

That lay before me

All of the firsts and the definite lasts

That lay in store for me

There was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itself

Consequently, I've a tendency

To be unhappy, you see

The thoughts in my head, all the words that were said

All the blues and the reds get to me

There was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itself

All of these absurdities

That lay before us

All of the doubts and the certainties

That lay in store for us

There was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itself