Love is like a book
When it's not read properly...

Love is not a waste
But it can't be recycled...

There is no higher mountain which I'll ever climb
This one's called 'Love' and has such a steep...

When I see your beauty
All my words flow...

A slow setting sun
Over crystal clear water...

I feel that our love, is now confusion
With so many sides of you, never seen...

With holes in our hearts
It's strange how we still manage...

I have a farm, and I have a field
Within which, my seeds will yield...

Love is amazing, and yet causes pain
Fills your day with sunshine, but also rain...

When you think, you've reached the end
Of the tether that you hold...

I don't think nobody, knows you like I do
To anticipate emotions that you share...

Somewhere in the distance
A path we left behind...