Love is more than just a word More than something felt or something heard More than what you see or what you give Or sometimes the urge for you to live
It has a teary end, and a confusing start Some say it can only be expressed by heart Though sometimes, you can never really tell Love is like heaven but hurts like hell
There are ups, there are downs There are smiles, there are frowns It's like a rope with so many twists Charm bracelets on the lovers' wrists
Even so, we also get tired of that word Everytime it's said, everytime it's heard Always, "Love is..." or "Love is like..." It hurts our heart within a strike
Yes, it has that impact On the other hand there is a fact We get tired of hearing 'love', that's true But we never hesitate to hear the words "I love you"