Have you ever considered its true meaning?
Given it a second thought?
Is love a song, played by lovers
by scent, by touch, by taste
Or a never ending Game,
where the ball is never in anyone's court?
Your scent on my skin,
reminds me of what we share
Your taste on my lips,
makes my life seem sweeter
And your touch,
is what i live for
We both play games,
its a game that never ends
and the ball isn’t in either ones court
because we hold it together
Is love a lie,
conjured up to give us something to believe in?
Like children,
to not go mad at the prospect of being lost on our own
If it is, then let me be ignorant,
not wanting to know the truth
and play like a child
in my fantasy world
Someone once said love is like an onion
It shines like a full moon,
clings to your fingers
and makes you cry
I dont know what love is
I can't describe it
but i know that it's love, that i feel
when i'm with you.
Love is something that can't be described,
not by me,
It's wordless, Silent, needs no labels
Just one look at you and i need no words