Out of love with love
I don't know when it happened
Too suddenly it seems
Think and thinking and thinking
Too much about it
I lost it.
I can't do or feel or taste it anymore
Why?
Unhappy with it?
Or maybe fed up
with all the lies
romance had to offer
Cynical
Something that now is.
Is this right?
Too suddenly it seems
Think and thinking and thinking
Too much about it
I lost it.
I can't do or feel or taste it anymore
Why?
Unhappy with it?
Or maybe fed up
with all the lies
romance had to offer
Cynical
Something that now is.
Is this right?
♠ ♠ ♠
... I don't know how I thought of this just now.