When I hated love,
Someone I loved had taken it...
To share with somebody else,
Like what I gave was ssshhh...
Nothin'.
And with that to me done,
My heart filled up with bitterness...
Until the dawn appeared,
To clear my widened eyes.
How...
Could I hate what I love?
When a loving it to,
I began it to miss.
And,
How...
Could I hate what I love?
When all I have to do,
Is give it when it's given.
I minimized to analyze,
That love is what I feel.
If it is not recognized,
It's not me the one who lies.
And I...
Minimized to analyze,
Bitterness I should dismiss...
With foolishness self inflicted,
To be left feeling hopelessness.
Yes I...
Minimized to analyze,
No one could take from me...
What I have abundantly to give.
And what I really hated was the mood.
When I hated love,
Someone I loved had taken it...
To share with somebody else,
Like what I gave was ssshhh...
Nothin'.
And with that to me done,
My heart filled up with bitterness...
Until the dawn appeared,
To clear my widened eyes.
I minimized to analyze,
I had not removed the mood.
I hated the mood of the moment.
With an attitude I pursued.
I minimized to analyze,
Love I could not hate.
Even if someone thinks they take it,
Away!
When I hated love,
Someone I loved had taken it...
To share with somebody else,
Like what I gave was ssshhh...
Nothin'.
But more than that it is,
To me.
More than that it is,
It will be.
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