This Must Be Love
The sky was always blue
The sun was always bright
But the world I thought I knew
Has never seemed so right
Could this be love ?
Yes, it must be love
The deeper kind that we’ve dreamed so much of
Yes, this must be love…
Like a puzzle that’s complete
Like a mystery’s final clue
Like the stranger that you meet
That you’d swear you always knew
I know it’s love
Yes, this must be love
The deeper kind that we’ve dreamed so much of
Yes, this must be love…
You’re the hand that holds the key
You’re the eyes that see my soul
You’re the kiss that wakens me
You’re the truth that makes me whole
You brought me love
Yes, this must be love
The deeper kind that we’ve dreamed so much of
Yes this must be love…
© Bob Mullany 6-20-2004
"Fall not in love, therefore; it will stick to your face."
ReplyDelete-National Lampoon, "Deteriorata"