You must be a light to yourself
And to be a light to yourself you must deny every other light
However great that light be
You must be a light to yourself
You must be a light to yourself
I was in a book of love
Cast the brave loser
The writer chose to give me time
And chose you as my accuser
Page one, the scene was set
A love story, then the fall
By chapter two, the thing I thought I knew
Was not a love at all
This book of love, if it's what you say
What you're thinking of, it's not a price you pay
And where I am your words follow me
If you give a damn just how love should be
If you really love me, you'd let me go
I was in a book of love
It had no hero, no bad one
Because you don't know love at all
You became the sad one
You've been searching all your life
Still you don't see
Take a look inside yourself
It's there the book will be
This book of love, if it's what you say
What you're thinking of, it's not a price you pay
And where I am your words follow me
If you give a damn just how love should be
If you believe in love, with love let go
So you must be a light to yourself
And to be a light to yourself you must deny every other light
However great that light be
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book, read the book of love
Read the book, read the book of love
If you really love me, you'd let me go
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book and pass it on
Read the book
We have never attempted deeply to read the book of myself?
Writer(s): Russell Glyn Ballard
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