Love, sometimes it feels so right
even though it might be wrong
Lovers, one is always the weak
while the other plays it strong
Is it just a game of give and take
but what is real and what is fake
Life, promises are made, promises are broken
but once life is gone, what is then left?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart
memories of the mind and illusions of the heart
Love, the times you saw black
I insisted to see white
Lovers, you had to say day
each time I said night
Is it just a game of yes and no
but part of me wants to stay, the other wants to go
Time, moments are shared, moments are forgotten
but once time is gone, what is then left?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart
memories of the mind and illusions of the heart
Love, some times we shared were good
but others instead were bad
Lovers, we could make each other happy
but we chose to make us sad
Is it just a game of live and die
but should I laugh or should I cry
Feelings, words or caring, words of hate
but once feelings are gone, what is then left?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart
memories of the mind and illusions of the heart
Love, how strange are its beginnings
though even stranger are its ends
Lovers, now they are enemies
though they used to call each other friends
Is it just a game of joy and sorrow
but should I remember yesterday or dream about tomorrow
Love, kisses of passion, kisses of deceit
but once love is gone, what is then left?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart
memories of the mind and illusions of the heart
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