PHProfessora Akira
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If the heart is the place where love comes,
Then where does it go when it dies?
Back to the heart where it comes from?
Or turn into tears in the eyes?
But even if one knew the answer
What would one possibly gain
Would the knowledge of where love has gone through
Ease the heartaches, the pain and the sorrow.
Why is it one cannot quite realize
What a blessing this true love can be
Must one love to know it it priceless?
Must one be blinded before one can see?
Ah! Where does love go when it leaves us?
This question will always remain
For we will know the answer
Until we love again.
Ctto
Then where does it go when it dies?
Back to the heart where it comes from?
Or turn into tears in the eyes?
But even if one knew the answer
What would one possibly gain
Would the knowledge of where love has gone through
Ease the heartaches, the pain and the sorrow.
Why is it one cannot quite realize
What a blessing this true love can be
Must one love to know it it priceless?
Must one be blinded before one can see?
Ah! Where does love go when it leaves us?
This question will always remain
For we will know the answer
Until we love again.
Ctto