There's a house On the hill A run down cottage And the door Is never locked I'll be right here Through wind and rain Smiling at you When you return Helping you Pick up the pieces There's a box Full of lost items here I keep them for you If you want them back One day Life goes on, Love And that's fine You have yours And I have mine But nothing Will take away My love for you It is nothing physical For love cannot be Expressed physically It flows from my heart To each one of you How you deal with it Is entirely up to you But I'll be here If you want to.
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way.