When it's all hard to find
Open your arms
When your mind isn't all there
It isn't behind your lovely hair
Don't look surprised.
This could be love, afterall.
This could be nothing.
Electrical sparks in the sky
Make beautiful stars in your eyes
They will all heal in time
Should they reappear
Don't look surprised.
This could be love, afterall.
This could be nothing.
This could be love, afterall.
This could be nothing.
