Every girl yearns for it, yet it doesn't exist
We search for it in the world around us
And yet we still find that it surpass us
Living in hope that we will find it or will we?

From everything to childish tales of vampires and wolves
To books of romance and fantasies that stacks upon a wooden stools.
Various relations and affairs with different women and men that claim to care
Searching through all the oceans, lands and its different types of air.

Some people claim to have found it, lived it and witnessed it
Even just for a single minute or a single breath of it is said to last a lifetime
Oh how wonderful it would be so intoxicating and ravishing,
drunk on love a wonderful feeling it must be To be loved, to be loved...all so...so irrevocably.

It is the type of love in Shakespeare  plays and sonnets
The type of love that cannot be described by a contemporary poets
The type of love that was once known to the earth in ancients times as being spread by magical creatures such as cupids
The type of love that makes you do so many things...oh...that will never occur to you as stupid

The type of love that does not exist
We search for it the corners of the earth yet there are none
Because we'd rather believe there are no corners than to believe that this type of love does not exits

So once more I ask does it exist
Like the type of kiss that pops your leg in a twist
Hopeful I remain at the aim of my desire
A love so strong, it would never seem wrong.