I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.
There was a time
We did not know.
There was a time
We let the music go
Without ambition;
Without guidance to flow,
And it rocked right out of our soul.
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.
There was a time
We forgot to see
Where it comes from;
Love for you and me.
We let it run
Too wild and free
Cause rock and roll
Just had to be.
There was a time
We gave it all away
Without surrender
And we did not save
There came a time
The account was raked;
Thank God in time
We discoved grace
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.
Another song. I haven't set it to music, yet.
It isn't a love song. It is really about how music should come from the soul. At some point, music seemed to come from the ego. That's when it suffers the most.