Love

Call it what you want The Truth: it does not change Love: it stays the same Tomorrow, yesterday, today And I'd rather know it by heart than try to define it The trick... it's all semantics Fuzzy feelings, dead romantics Love's a song sung by the prophets And God only knows if you'll ever find it But I did... So I'll share with you what is mine This love, heaven sent, that lays down its life You don't even know what it is You just know that you want it Give up your pride, all common sense, and dignity Cos this is the only thing that makes life worth living Just don't get it twisted my friend True Love will always win in The End But God only knows if you'll ever find it But I did So I'll share with you what is mine This love, heaven sent, that lays down its life