You speak of love
I run away.
You spread it around and I bury my head in the sand.
You try to enlighten me that fairytale exist,
I just shrug it off like a grumpy old man.
You ask me why I have lost all my faith.
I tell you that love in my own small world just burns,
It burns your soul and everything that you once believed.
You speak of love and I bury my head deep..