I thought they were always just joking,
But love is harder than it seems,
Growing up as well has its tricks,
But trying to hold love, in bare hands,
Is like lighting a zippo without it's case cap,
Like touching a lightining while being soaked by the storm,
Or holding under a warm pan just taken outta the oven.
It is nothing but being a robbery victim, only the gun is invisible,
But it is still being wield by your lover one;
Love will laugh and disappear, will come and go like the waves,
And crash over you, but if you're not a solid rock standing in the middle of the ocean, be ready to drown.
