Love hurts, it can be painful,
and even treacherous at times.
Here I am in love again, but
with who am I inlove with?
with him or with myself?
Love hurts, it can be painful,
and even treacherous at times.
When I am so close of reaching it,
it flows out of my hands
like the winter breeze.
Love, such a woderful yet mysterious feeling,
what things it can do to you.
Sometimes it drives us to the edge of insanity.
Love, so many words exist and
yet none can describe what it really is,
Love, it enchants me yet it terifies me,
what could be the reason to feel this way?
Love, when obtained, it can bring much happiness
yet, if you don't, it can bring much sorow as well.
Love, separated by a very thin line from hate...
and even treacherous at times.
Here I am in love again, but
with who am I inlove with?
with him or with myself?
Love hurts, it can be painful,
and even treacherous at times.
When I am so close of reaching it,
it flows out of my hands
like the winter breeze.
Love, such a woderful yet mysterious feeling,
what things it can do to you.
Sometimes it drives us to the edge of insanity.
Love, so many words exist and
yet none can describe what it really is,
Love, it enchants me yet it terifies me,
what could be the reason to feel this way?
Love, when obtained, it can bring much happiness
yet, if you don't, it can bring much sorow as well.
Love, separated by a very thin line from hate...
