Love is a movie on the big screen,
one that has been run before one I’ve seen.
It is the picture that never goes away.
It is fixed as to what to say.

Love has lost so many times,
the reviews were not hailed as great.
The players missed there lines,
some of them came in late.

But we all rush just to press
pause and rewind hoping,
that love will be better this time.

Tickets! Tickets!

We stop at that moment in our lives,
when you feel you can’t go on.
You see love is never true to being alone.

It rises and peeks it subsides real deep.
It runs like a river flow,
are like a Betty Davis day old glow.
Where the critic’s stop nobody knows.

But it will never out shine the wind,
and you will always pay
with your heart in being love’s
friend.

Tickets! Tickets!

And you will love whether you want to,
are not in the end.