Love can be high
Love can be low
It's like the tide
Screaming at the moon
Love can be blind
The romantics will try
To satisfy the craze of the mind
Because they have no confidence
Love will turn crazy
If the mind isn't in control
The fall out will begin
When light just burns out
It doesn't matter of years
When the mind loses control
The fall out will begin
It will be the memories
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