Not of chocolates and letters love be found;
Or hugs and kisses as the sweetest sound.
Shun the silly thought; shun the penny count
For love is found where love is lost.
For love is lost where love is found.
Let the grim flows; let the hate looms
Scorn your lover and lightly break loose
Then pray curse and lay dusk upon your muse
In an eternal chaos and perfect harmony
Love still lurks deep in our darkest bay
And that’s the tale of love remembering
Still brooding, still breathing, and still waiting,
For love is real
When it withers
And blooms
Again
And Again
And Again …