 Like a sweet gift
From above
Kind of moonlit
And signed with love
Filled with the sweetest
Melt-in-your-mouth thing
You could dream of
People wait
They hesitate
It's getting late...
Do you think that love is sex?
Do you think it's security?
Do you give it with vanity strings?
Or sailing free?
Do you love a child
Or the wild?
A poem? a tree?
Oh, people wait
They hesitate
It's getting late for love
No, don't be late
For love
Love is really you
Many kinds of love
Is very really
It is you
It's not a Hollywood movie
Love is where you are
Where you are
You could search the mysteries
Of the world
From stars to deep sea pearls
And you could search
The mysteries of the earth
Through life and death and birth
Just for sweet love
Can you fly it?
Is it made in Japan?
Is it quiet
Or a ten-piece band?
Did I have it all at the start?
If love is a child at heart
Do I wait?
Hesitate?
Am I late for love?
No, I can't be late
For love
Love is really you
Many kinds of
Love is very
Really, it is you
It's not a Hollywood movie
Love is where you are
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