Love

Prozatím poslední anglická píseň z pera slečny Blackwood. Pevně však věříme, že pro čítárnu sepíše nějaké další písně. -*- Yeah love is not even real We just use this majestic word For every other thing we feel We “love” just because we’re bored Love doesn’t really exist Not the one we read about It is not some mysterious mist That just flys around And when love is finally there It often is just pain and tears To be honest noone really cares Love became one of the greatest fears So nobody knows what love is Because they’re scared to know Every other stranger they kiss But to love they say no How sad is to live without love So I’m here to encourage you You really are enough So many people love you, they really do Don’t fear love, because its pain It is like rose,...