Love Is a Lonely Thing

If you want someone to enter in your life
Show a part of your world they can dream about
It will seem a fair idea if you make it their idea
Go back to your corner, let them come to you

Patience is the hardest thing you have to learn
Hours seem like oceans when desire burns
Rushing in will ruin all, you must bide your time
Sow a seed and water, wait for love to grow

Love, to you, is given; love is gifted you
No love can be taken, that love is not true
Love is pain and suffering, love can bе a lonely thing
Once you've known that magic, who can livе without it?