love is the dove
that flys high in the sky
it looks down
to see all the eyes
...
my heart is like fire
that burns on a tire
i dont wont to hear
that you wont a real lighter
...
The Dove
love is the dove
that flys high in the sky
it looks down
to see all the eyes
that watch it fly
it now knows its safe
beyond the clouds
without being brought back
down and bond to the ground