Heartbreak Club
My Headache
Love is a thing
An invisible thing
That is real in the arms of a lover
And in the next verse I’ll elaborate more
For now, how I will yearn
Now to that thing
That invisible thing
That is real in the hearts of all lovers
I tell you I’m on the search for something more
I can’t find the reasons, the cure nor the cause
I’ve made some mistakes and I’ll make them again
But I believe we’d make love like the weather
Sometimes we’d be rough, sometimes calm
At first I’m a skeptic but can be believer if nobody
Makes love like we do.
Oh what a ruse.
From Letras Mania