What is Love?-Don't know for sure.
Something made of Hell & Heaven.
That's of pigeon, that's of raven.
It can kill, it can allure.
When it's constantly on fire,
It's worthwhile be sorry for.
You can fly, you can destroy,
But the heart is not for hire.
Something that is celebrated.
Something that is not allowed.
Feeling making you frustrated.
Feeling making you so proud.
Made of greatest care and lust,
Even angels can't be better.
Feeling that's in need of trust.
And the rest just doesn't matter.
Dreams that never will come true.
Being hot and being frozen.
And the wonder in your room...
Being one. And being more than...