What is it you seek from me as a stranger
What is it that you think you see in these eyes
Is my love so rare that it's endangered
To be held safe within your passage of sighs

Locked away for want of it's homage
Or a an archeological dig of lost ties
To what once was a pleasure of fashion
That love was true and there existed no lies

What is it you wish me to acknowledge
That love has lost it's existance today
That love is now only a course taught in college
To prove that once love had an actual say