The Course of True Love

Ah love, the game of youth A game I have played once before, but lost Since then it is a game I have sworn To not play again no matter the cost A letter, innocent, pages smothered with emotion And a gift, carefully picked by trembling and sweaty hands We only want for each other What we believe to be best This is the road we must walk upon The course of true love, a test Run away, fly, from this barren land, little birds The west is too wild for you, head north-east, take care, and be free Ah love, the game of youth A game I have played once before, but lost Since then it is a game I have sworn To not play again no matter the cost