Jotting some thoughts on a blank piece of paper
Trying to work out what it is about you
That makes me feel like a jigsaw puzzle
One that's missing a piece or two
Chewing on the end of an HB pencil
Telling myself one and one is three
Nothing makes sense when I think about you
It's like the full moon is following me
Damn Love Damn Love
That little four letter word L.O.V.E.
Is wreaking havoc big time on my sanity
Damn Love Damn Love
Writing your name down in capital letters
Seeing what it looks like next to mine
Filling in the page with hearts and flowers
Too far gone to reach the bottom line
I've always been such a practical girl
This is so unlike me
To be a butterfly at the mercy of the wind
I hate it I love it It's driving me crazy
Shakespeare wrote about a million sonnets
No wonder the poor man lost his hair
When it comes to you there's no rhyme or reason
I might as well throw my hands in the air
Writer(s): John Graeme Connors
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