Love
People ask me, What is love?
I say it shines like a dove
Which is a tender, beautiful thing
Which passion can only bring
It is a wonderful feeling
Which everyone should be needing
It's something wonderful to talk about
Letting it all come out
It is something to fantasize
Making you realize
It is a sweet, special feeling
Because it is love that is loving
Sweet love itself is possessed
Since people can get so obsessed
In what they love
Or who they love
Nothing can stop this
For that it how it is
When you're in love
It's love
