We heard this question
We died to ask
We live to find it
We want an answer
What is love?

Is it a shadow inside your heart
A ghost that keeps you in fear
A fear to fall or breaking of a soul
A black animistic pain to be avoided
A shadow that keeps you on hiding

Is it a pike that keeps your head stuck
In a place you keep walking on
In a moment that turned to memory
In a crazy house filled with fantasies
In a broken home of reality

Is it a pillow that comfort a soul
For a shoulder to lean on
For a dreamer who never sleeps
For a sinner within a saint
For a worker that is tired

Is it a light that lit your darkest night
From a family that keeps a home
From a friend that says a word
From a partner that guard your heart
From a God that keeps you from falling apart

A shadow inside your heart
A pike that keeps your head stuck
A pillow that comfort a soul
A light that lit your darkest night
Is it or it isn't

What is love really?
It's the one that keeps your shadow walking under the sun
It's the pike that taught you to be strong and fight for life
It's the pillow that boost your dreams and kept you waking to reality
It's the light that keeps you from fading into the darkest of all nights

Love is love
We want it
We need it
We may hate it
But we all have it