But always to good to be true /
in the spring becomes a rose {and u think ur heart is lonely well a mighty you were wrong} a soul is a spark. waiting to a mighty in the dark! To a love, so true love is blinde love is crule love is me, Love's you love is weak love is confused love is, what we may do A few words to express, what's with love Is it true Does it mean more to me then it does to you what is love Is it real? is it always what I feel Is it as special as a holiday past? Or is it longer And always last what's with Love Is it new Does it mean more to me then it might to you when I sit lonely If only I knew how could love seem Soo cruel But always to good to be tru