I wanna see loves face again Filled with peace and patience The joy of newness Damn I miss love Like waters emerged up on the rivers banks and washed it all away Some day eventually it has to be washed ashore I miss loves consistance Persistant in its methods Of good feeling Submerged beneathed the hearts cry for attention I miss it Its not a matter who love taught you to love but rather how love goes about it Could I ever marry love? I wouldn't doubt it Written I would elope with love after the first time love said hello
