Love is a twelve bar blues
Love is your blue suede shoes
Love is a heart abused
Love is a mind confused
Love is the pleasures untold
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason has no rhyme
My love crossed the double-line
Love is a minor chord
Love is a mental ward
Love is a drawn sword
Love is its own reward
Love is the pleasures untold
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason has no rhyme
My love crossed the double-line