I guess they never told you how the Globe burned down* But it ain’t no secret, just ask around Some heart-sick man fed up with his fate Torched it to the ground in a desparate state He’d grown tired of the tragedies Tired of the death Tired of watching Romeo take One last breath For something as crazy as love, love, love
The gave him all the books, but never taught him to read So when she first kissed him, I heard him beg and plead He saw the storm on the water, he felt every swell He was on top of a mountain then in the belly of a whale ‘Cause some days it’s a fountain Or an artesian well Sometimes it’s a bag of bricks Or some kind of spell There’s nothing as wild as love, love, love
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He wasn’t much for religion, but he learned to pray For occasions when the wine led his mind astray He built a chapel for his conscience, a shack for his regrets Sent desire to an island still he could not forget The sound of her touch The color of her song A jumble of words Where a space belongs For something as simple as love, love, loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
