Tonight we drink to youth
And holding fast to truth
I donīt want to lose what I had as a boy.
My heart still has a beat
But love is now a feat.
As common as a cold day in LA.
Sometimes when Iīm alone, I wonder
Is there a spell that I am under
Keeping me from seeing the real thing?
Love hurts...
But sometimes itīs a good hurt
And it feels like Iīm alive.
Love sings,
When it transcends the bad things.
Have a heart and try me,
īcause without love I wonīt survive.
Iīm fettered and abused,
I stand naked and accused
(Should I surface this one man submarine?)
I only want the truth
So tonight we drink to youth!
(Iīll never lose what I had as a boy.)
Sometimes when Iīm alone I wonder
Is there a spell that I am under
Keeping me from seeing the real thing?
Love hurts...
But sometimes itīs a good hurt
And it feels like Iīm alive.
Love sings,
When it transcends the bad things.
Have a heart and try me,
īcause without love I wonīt survive. |
