Love is something special,
something to hold onto for forever and a day...

The past week I've struggled through,
Doing things i promised i wouldn't do...

I used to have fantasies of love,
And how it's supposed to be...

I use to throw these words around,
Never really sure what they meant...

You've seem so strange lately,
Up and down...

Running round having fun,
Smiling laughing in the sun...

It took only few words for you to become part of...
So why would it take more for you to leave...