Book Of Love

Tell me what you see

Is it close to what you dreamed?

If I play a part can I be redeemed?

We pore through the passages

From leather volume shelves

But they only leave us wondering

Can we find ourselves

In the book of love? In the book of love?

Looking for the one, waiting on a day

Countless dinner parties

And all the games we play

All for some processional

A solemn wedding vow

A picture in a picture frame

That beauty can allow

In the book of love, in the book of love

And love becomes a temple

And we begin to fear

That an unfeeling oracle will say

You did come near

But you are not welcome here

This is who I am

All the places that I've been

The fondness and regret

Every love that I've been in

And I've played all the characters

The fool, the friend, the wife

And no matter what the ending is

The story of my life is the book of love

Is the book of love, is the book of love

Is the book of love, is the book of love