Love Is As Much Of An Object As An Obsession. . EveryBody Wants It. . . EveryBody Seeks It. . .
But A Few Ever Achieve It. . . Those Who Do, Will Cherish It. . .
Be Lost In It And MAmong All . . . Willl Never Never Never Forget It . . .
There’s a warmth in my heart It haunts me when you’re gone
Mend me to your side and never let go
Say Time knows nothing,
we’ll never grow cold
The more I live The more I know
Whats simple is true I love you
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
