A Wicked Love
Carry me to love
Oh white dove
Take me to the place where I might find
The love that is so rightfully mine
When we arrive she will see
The true love that is me
Running toward each other
We fall into one another
Getting up we laugh and see
The beautiful love between us
But like love before it will begin to rust
We will begin to cry
As we die
Nothing left to say
But love is wicked in everyway.
