Why love
Of all the other things I could of done
I could of been famous
Or on the run
Why love
Floating so high
A cloud of tranquil
How did I ever get by
Why love
Did you pick me
Graciously I wonder
Was I more deserving than she
Why love
Open not sore
I am new
My hurt and pain walked out the door
Why love
Do you exist
What a world
Without such a magical bliss
Of all the other things I could of done
I could of been famous
Or on the run
Why love
Floating so high
A cloud of tranquil
How did I ever get by
Why love
Did you pick me
Graciously I wonder
Was I more deserving than she
Why love
Open not sore
I am new
My hurt and pain walked out the door
Why love
Do you exist
What a world
Without such a magical bliss
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