I'll sleep on the couch. You can leave on that light. He's just a small fry. A bit too gun shy. To have his heart touched without a glove He looks at strangers as potential dangers Trying to Steal his aimless love.
Love has no mind.
It can't spell unkind. For if love knew him. It'd walk up to him And introduce him to an aimless love I been out walking. For there are some folks they think that love chokes. It ties and keeps them from being free Love has no mind.