Love is the passion of the heart. Sometimes the arrow finds its mug. I wish i may i wish i might. Somehow to make it be all right. The light crisps in the day begins. With voices in my head. The secret creep i can’t forget. The sake of her in bed. Every end my heart must bare. It’s like a friend who turns and walks away. From here its like a tear. But sometimes pains to much. A parts today.... Love loves to high. In the roads of emotion. I couldn’t die. In the roads of emotion. Sometimes the love you get ain’t good enough. Although you love is tough. And cause it cows you floor. Is that what people say that love is for. Well i don’t want no more. That is why I’m out the door.... Love is the passion of the heart. Sometimes the arrow finds its mug. I wish i may i wish i might. Somehow to make it be all right. Love loves to high. In the roads of emotion. I couldn’t die. In the roads of emotion. Humm-ahh humm-ahh humm-ahh humm-ahh. Humm-ahh humm-ahh humm-ahh humm-ahh. Humm-ahh humm-ahh humm-ahh humm-ahh aaahhhh.... (hoo ahh humm ahh hoo ahh). When your heart is torn. And your brose is torn. And your frozen in your fills.... Your nightmare dreams. Are a full of screams. No one ever feels.... Love loves to high. In the roads of emotion. I couldn’t die. In the roads of emotion. Sometimes the love you get ain’t good enough. Although you love is tough. And cause it cows you floor. Is that what people say that love is for. Well i don’t want no more. That is why I’m out the door.... Love is the passion of the heart. It’s like a bridge into the dark. I wish i may i wish i might. Somehow to make it be all right.... shhaaahhh