Don't Call it Love

Don’t Call it Love

I’m tempted to sit back in my overstuffed chair

with a gavel in hand and a tired-eye stare that says

I’m not surprised you’ve messed it up again

I’m tempted to sigh, I’m tempted to yawn

if you’d only do life the way I’ve told you all along

It could be so easy

If you would only be more like me

But oh, that’s the beast that brings us down

It’s the devil in a satin gown

So don’t, don’t call it love (don’t call it love)

love wraps herself around the wound

and weeps while she speaks truth

So don’t call this love

Too much to say, not enough time

you’ve got so much to learn it’ll hurt for a while

but you know that I’m only concerned

I- only want to help

You got what you gave

I said that you would

I guess it must be really hard to be so unsure,

but it could be so easy if you would only be more like me

Chorus

Oh oh

oh oh oh oh oh

oh oh

oh oh oh

oh oh

oh oh oh oh

(Repeat)

Come along beside me

I’ll come along beside you

and I will wash your hands in my tears

I’ll take your boots to the river

and we can sing

where love makes music

love makes music

Oh oh

oh oh oh oh oh

oh oh

oh oh oh

oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

(Repeat x3)

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