Love does haunt
It hurts and
Is joyous it
Bleeds and weeps
It’s sometimes bitter
And sometimes sweet
But love is
Constant either aching
Or joyful you
Can always count
On love from
Me to you
Love does haunt
It hurts and
Is joyous it
Bleeds and weeps
It’s sometimes bitter
And sometimes sweet
But love is
Constant either aching
Or joyful you
Can always count
On love from
Me to you