• Love is like a fire
    that burns from a little spark
    but dies if you force it to grow

    Love can take you higher
    singing sweet, like a lark
    and this you surely know

    Loves a bunch of wires
    tangeled on the harp
    that makes you lose hope

    Love will try to hide
    beauty in magical lands
    but fills your head with lies
    when it get's you in it's hands

    love fills you with passion from your head to your toes
    but leaves you feeling empty
    and completly alone