Love
Don't ask me 'what is love';
And how it alters the life;
How flowers blossom in the fall
And how it prevents the strife;
I know nothing of this sort
And it always let the seed of my dreams abort;
I don't worship it like before
For I've got...
And how it alters the life;
How flowers blossom in the fall
And how it prevents the strife;
I know nothing of this sort
And it always let the seed of my dreams abort;
I don't worship it like before
For I've got...