Love isn't something
That grows on a tree
You can't buy it
But it isn't free

It can come
At a high cost
But without it
We'd be lost

You're not going to find it
On a shelf in a store
Won't be lying
There on the floor

Isn't going to be
In any book
Not something
You can cook

Coming to you
In many ways
It'll find you
One of these days

And when it does
Don't push it away
Let it fill your heart
And it'll be here to stay