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.