Around Love
When I wore my pain so proud
Along the streets of Lonely Town
I said a lot of things I didn’t mean
With eyes so full of jealousy
I saw a lot of things I didn’t see
Yes, I was all but penniless
No telephone and no address
Everything I owned I owed my greed
But I gathered all my dreams and found
I had a lot of things I didn’t need
And I cried, “Love, love, love, Love, love, love
Love, love, love what’ll you have me do?”
My life played like a masquerade
Until you walked onto the stage
My eyes, they could not bear to leave your face
I heard trumpets from the wings of night
Announce the presence of my saving grace
And I cried, “Love, love, love, Love, love, love
Love, love, love what’ll you have me do?”
Now when my feet grow weary way
Before the end of every day
And every breath believes it has a choice
To make my load feel light again
All I have to do is hear your voice
And I cry, “Love, love, love, Love, love, love
Love, love, love what’ll you have me do?”
© Copyright 2025 Peter Lloyd