Love can be a moment's madness
Love can be insane
Love can be a life of sadness and pain
Love can be a summer shower
Love can be the sun
Love can be two hearts that flower as one
It can be fine and free
But it's true it doesn't always happen to you
Love can be a dying ember
Love can be a flame
Love pledged in september may be dead in December
You may not even remember that it came
Love can be a joy forever or a dirty shame
Love is almost never, ever the same
Oh, love can be a joy forever
Or an empty name
Love is almost never, ever the same
Oh, love can be a cup of sorrow
Love can be a lie
Love can be make you wake tomorrow,and sigh
Love can be a snow-capped montain
Love can be the truth
Love can be endless fountain of yourth
It can be ectasy
But that kind is not so very easy to find
Oh, love can be a tinkling cymbal
Love can be a dirge
Love may seem amusing
Afar constantly fusing
But it may end up by losing
Its urge
Oh, love ca be a sweet endeavor
Or dirty shame
Love is almost never, ever the same
