Love is a dress that you made long to hide your knees;
Love to say this to your face I'll love you only..
For your days and excitement what will you keep for to wear?
Someday drawing you different, may I be weaving in your hair?
Love and some verses you hear say what you can say;
Love to say this in your ear I'll love you that way...
From your changing contentments, what will you choose for to share?
someday drawing you different, may I be weaved in your hair?