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What is
What is this thing we recognize as love
Something fact or fiction, maybe created up above
Is it real or is it fake
Is it something that requires faith
Was is created inside our own heads
While feeling lonely one night resting in our beds
We stare at our ceilings wondering instead
If love is real, or if love is dead
We sit and pray in wait
That someone will take us to our own special place
Where pain is no more and tears drift away
Where we can be together, and together we can stay
This is this thing we recognize as love
Something fact or fiction, maybe created up above
Is it real or is it fake
Is it something that requires faith
Was is created inside our own heads
While feeling lonely one night resting in our beds
We stare at our ceilings wondering instead
If love is real, or if love is dead
We sit and pray in wait
That someone will take us to our own special place
Where pain is no more and tears drift away
Where we can be together, and together we can stay
This is this thing we recognize as love
Published 6th Dec 2016
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