I thought I knew love,
I thought we were good friends.
I sent it a pair of doves,
with ribbons that were tied at the ends.
Every word had a hidden meaning,
and every touch had hidden intentions.
Can't it see I never wanted to be the one leaving?
It stole each hidden section,
and now I'm looking for each piece.
It ripped my heart out and left a trail.
And the river's flows keeps decreasing,
and my boat keeps failing.
It's not doing anything to protect me,
and I don't want to have to keep bailing.
So please love catch me,
so I can finally say,
I let him have it his way.
