Love is life as sweet juice in the stalk,
it creeps and you feel that you are alive.
love is a game, there is no regulation with rules,
you start you play through January.it is a sense it is the hope of a different world they led
when you make will know you.
I’m alive it’s love, I live
I feel it into the blood,
all filled with force.
I’m alive is this she is alive I feel the love,
no purpose for me unattainable.
Love and bitter, often bathe her to tears,
even if it means that is true.
Love is magic, from which we draw strength
yourself to give away completely.
It is a sense it is the hope of a different world they led,
when you make will you know.
Believe I live …
This is love …
Here I’m alive I’m alive …