Next time I hear of that kind of love I'll know what they mean If I'm there I may stand up and proclaim That I know how it feels But I wouldn't speak for him
I may even listen when love is made Listen and recall How that kind of love does other things Nothing you could hear through the walls But I wouldn't speak for him Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin And when those lovers pass me by I'm happy to watch them from here Love is love until that other kind Once makes you aware But maybe, that's as far as I'll go 'Cause I can't go anywhere
Something reminds me of you If that kind of love has something to fear It's how it never lets go But I, wouldn't speak for him I wouldn't speak for him |