• It is warm, It is true.
    It is about me and you.
    It is happy it is sad.
    It is good, it is bad.
    It is a very valuable thing
    It makes the bees hum and the birds sing.

    People would fight over what it is.
    To them nothing is more important then this.
    It can hurt us, It can make us bleed.
    Mostly in a place that we cannot see.
    But even with all this pain
    It could make anyone vain.

    It helps us decide who to take
    And to choose whose heart to break
    In everything it stands alone
    And all my wickedness which I try to atone
    I am sorry for all I have done.
    But it has helped me to choose you, as my one