Some say love is a flower
And i guess they know what’s right
’cause it has its seasons
And it fades without the light
If it has a beginning
It will surely have an end
The weather moves in circles
And we’re all dust in the wind
We don’t know which way to blow
Love is a battlefield of wounded hearts
It ain’t so bad
Being alone
If you know it will never last
Nothing lasts forever
‘cept the certainty of change
And love’s the same
It’s a game with simple rules
If you think it’s forever
Then you’re nothing but a fool
Take this from a fool who knows
Love is a battlefield of wounded hearts