It's the fear of getting hurt
The fear of getting lost
The fear of haunting in minds
The fear of snow and frost
The fear of immobilized usher
Not showing the seat of pride
Where is this love
Do turn back the days and time
Tears are evanescent
Fears are mortal
Jealously is contemporary
While love is immortal
Bite me into the realms of immortality
He's not fearful of hunger
He's not afraid of sunlight
He adores rain and thunder
An empty min is a devil's workshop
But an empty heart is a broken cover
If there is a question of what love is
You may ask it to my fearless lover.