The nature of love is easy and simple
Like the bird that sings before breakfast
Because it can’t imagine doing anything else
We all love to be loved, but pay a price
Everyone knows what it takes to be loved
Too much time is spent knowing what it takes
Love is our most treasured gift
We die inside when we fail to give it
And when we have no one to give it to
Love is like the air we breathe
It must be inhaled and exhaled
Giving and receiving is necessary