As my lover I gazed upon
I sensed our love picked up a yawn.
I thought maybe what we need
a magic place to plant loves seed.
An exciting place for love to bloom
tired of tired motel rooms.
We made love in a hurricane
nearly blown away when love mixed with rain.
We made love near volcanoes errupting
smoke and lava love interupting.
Tried for love deep undersea
love couldnt breathe plain to see.
We tried for love in outer space
no gravity for love in our inner place.
We tried love in a snowy igloo
to cold our love turned blue.
We made love in desert sands
love the same just gritty and tan.
Love overhead in a jet plane
love more cramped, passengers complain.
When you look for love on fire
its not where you are its the desire.
Now I know what true loves about
It has to come from inside out!
