THE DEATH OF MR. LOVABLE
Who had love glued to his eyes
It may seem beautiful, I know
But he was quickly going blind
Yes, we all know that love is blind
So this man thought he was love itself
And everything should blow his mind
People would love him for all he was
But his eyes didn't seem to be enough
So they really loved him... for a while
But Mr. Lovable wasn't that tough
Then this saviour appeared
And knowing he would get all the love at once,
He offered him just a little bit
And took it back
And gave it again
And ran with it
And came back again
So Mr. Lovable learned
That he could love in many ways
To be discreet, free to himself
To not carry the blame
There was this man
Who had love glued to his eyes
Now he's eyed-open and sane
Even if the saviour runs away.
