Love is just like a knife
always pushing you to stife
when im going to fall
I keep my back against the wall
Love is really sweet
it makes you feel really neat
but when im going to fall
I keep my back against the wall
Nobody else has my love
your my beautiful dove
when your about ot fall
I will catch you love and all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem