Love ain't simple
love be transparent a window you can see through at time fog up by the cold frozen with deceit and lie love be a window easily shatter by the rag tornado ai n't mend ai n't shape ai n't back to it lovely form again if only love be gold and metal windows gold and metal then no tornado could tear them apart if only love be simple but if love be simple then it purpose be defeat i rather have love a it be and taste both bitter and sweet