She Speaks of Love

She speaks of love, I understand it all at last

I wandered off into her arms- I laugh

Maybe my loves just a mess; Maybe my loves not here

Maybe my loves just a mess, I guess it is

I wandered off, look at the sky she made for me

And wondered if I lost it all eternally

Maybe my loves just a mess; Maybe my loves not here

Maybe my loves just a mess; I guess I guess

Maybe my loves just a mess; Maybe my loves not here

Maybe my loves just a mess; I guess it is!

Oh no! She's leaving! She's leaving!

Right as she's leaving, she speaks of love

She speaks so low ...