Love is a shiny car
Love is a steel guitar
Love is a battle scar
Love is the morning star
Love is a twelve bar blues
Love is your blue suede shoes
Love is a heart abused
Love is a mind confused
Love is the pleasures untold
And for some love is still a band of gold
«My love has no reason, has no rhyme»
My love crossed the double line
Love is a minor chord
Love is a man to hold
Love is a drawn sword
Love is it’s own reward
Love is the pleasures untold
And for some love is still a band of gold
«My love has no reason, has no rhyme»
My love crossed the double line
«My love has no reason, has no rhyme»
My love crossed the double line
«My love has no reason, has no rhyme»
My love crossed the double line
«My love has no reason, has no rhyme»
My love crossed the double line