Walking down the street,
I look up and I see
An old couple holding hands.
Man I hope one day that's me.
When I'm all grown up I
hope I grow old with you
And we'll be the couple
others say "I want that too."
But it's hard to imagine
our roads always merging
because today it feels like
their roads are just diverging.
One day she's beautiful.
One day he's a gentle man.
But then the next morning
neither one gives a damn
about anything they worked
for or the time they spent.
Then they just walk away
like love is something you rent.
How can you rent something
as immaculate as love?
Maybe it's cuz we don't
know what the hell is love.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
see love in our own home.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
have money to buy our own.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
work enough to maintain it.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
care enough to retain it.
Maybe it's cuz love is
something we just don't get.
But how does love become
something you regret?
So maybe love's a mountain
that's impossible to climb.
But take my hand girl and
everything will be fine.
Everyone always said that
man could never fly.
We'll it's time to take flight
and give our love a try.
When it works, we won't
have to answer why.
Because we know that
our love is not a lie,
in your arms I'll die.
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