No one saw it coming, not even him.
Amazing how that can happen just because of love's whim.
Such a trickster love is disguising itself as something it is not
I think because love is blind you can't see when things get hot.
Love had disguised itself so well the young man just walked on past it
Not knowing what love really was, he looked for something that might fit.
Guided only by his heart and the song of love
He took off in the wrong direction before he saw the white dove.
The first time he thought he found it, he was left with a bruised heart
Hurt but not discouraged he traveled on to make a new start.
The second time he thought he found it, he was left with a spliting heart
Wounded but not discouraged he again traveled on to make a new start.
By the time he thought he found it a third time he had grown wings to travel
He didn't even know that the third time would make his whole world unravel.
After his third try he was left with a shattered heart and a broken wing
Devastated he traveled in a different direction, one in which he couldn't hear love sing.
Unknown to him love is just as stubborn as he could ever be
Love had set a trap for him, digused as hate, he would never see.
He walked right into it without a second glance
And now he has fallen into love again, giving himself a second chance.
A broken heart and a broken wing is all he had left
Wounded and scarred he falls endlessly into the rift.
He has been falling for what seems like an eternity
And knows that he has farther to fall as he stares into infinity.
He stares into it with a smile because he finally knows what love is.