You Say You Can't Love,
But You Kiss My Luxe Glove,
Your Heart In My Hand,
Beating Like A Rock Band.
I Leave - You Greave.
I Cry - You Die.
Say You Can't Love Again,
You See,
It's Just A Chain.
Now You Must Agree,
Love is No More Than A Fable,
Playing Under The Table.
But Who Knows,
... Maybe There Is Such This As Love,
Like The Stories Of The Dove.
But You Kiss My Luxe Glove,
Your Heart In My Hand,
Beating Like A Rock Band.
I Leave - You Greave.
I Cry - You Die.
Say You Can't Love Again,
You See,
It's Just A Chain.
Now You Must Agree,
Love is No More Than A Fable,
Playing Under The Table.
But Who Knows,
... Maybe There Is Such This As Love,
Like The Stories Of The Dove.
