It must be love, love, love, love...
THE MADNESS OF LOVE.
Anyone who recognized this
would not ask love for anything else:
It can unite opposites
and reverse the paradox.
I am declaring the truth about this:
The madness of love makes bitter what was sweet,
It makes the stranger a kinsman,
And it makes the smallest the most proud.
♥
Anyone who recognized this
would not ask love for anything else:
It can unite opposites
and reverse the paradox.
I am declaring the truth about this:
The madness of love makes bitter what was sweet,
It makes the stranger a kinsman,
And it makes the smallest the most proud.
♥
How can it be that we can
say so much without words?
Bless you and bless me
bless the bees
and the birds
I've got to be near you
every night, every day
I couldn't be happy
any other way..
say so much without words?
Bless you and bless me
bless the bees
and the birds
I've got to be near you
every night, every day
I couldn't be happy
any other way..

