What is love?
Love is but a happy flower in May
After the April showers have gone away
Kind and gentle love is said to be
But its price often isn’t free
Love is a queer thing
And with it dangling from a string
Nothing can make it last
Sometimes it disappears rather fast
Other times it seems to be right
But not long after it shows into light
Happy times come and go
Just as the wind will blow
Forgive past love and a new will appear
With a friend holding on so dear
Never thought we’d make it here
So close ear to ear and far enough barely to hear
That one day we would meet this way
I can’t remember what you’d say
But I’m sure it would mean the same
Something of love being a dancing flame
Of course life is filled with love
And sometimes we just hold on like a glove
Though many try and keep their feelings hidden
Feeling nearly their emotions forbidden
But when we were young
We kept our feelings high strung
When stress built up and over flowed
It was our true color’s that we showed
With nothing said or done
We were soon having fun
Sorrow filled my heart when you left
Of all the crimes, you committed theft
You stole my heart
Perhaps we acted dumb from the start
Forever now we are alone
I bottled myself up acting like a drone
A few lies between us two
But it’s not like we had a clue
The future was not for us
And in the process we made a fuss
We shall not forget the past
Even still it hit like a blast
Some people believe in fate
Like some angel waiting at the gate
Others believe in first sight
Almost as if love would bite
Me I don’t know
Of course when it comes to love no one is a pro