Love, In Itself

All of these insurmountable tasks

That lay before me

All of the firsts and the definite lasts

That lay in store for meThere was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itselfConsequently I've a tendency to be unhappy

You see the thoughts in my head

All the words that were said

All the blues and reds get to meThere was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itselfAll of these absurdities

That lay before us

All of the doubts and the certainties

That lay in store for usThere was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itself