Love, let's talk.
Let's go for a walk.
And see if we can spot you.

You're here.
You're there.
You're everywhere.

Except people seems confused.
Exactly, the way they should use you.

You're fair.
You care.
But to some.
You catch the blame for people despair.

So love.
Let's talk.

To adulterous folks.
You didn't make love walk out.
Or even play games.

To brokenhearted souls.
You didn't create the heart break.
Or request for folks to make mistakes.

So love.
What's the problem with you?
You're not mean.
You're not cruel.
Or let alone rude.

So, why do people take advantage of you?

Give me a sign.
Give me a clue.
That's the least I can request of you.