The Way It Is

To love is to learn

And it is true that it must be learned

It starts with a judgment of curiosity

It ends with a kiss and a melody

So it goes on 

She carries your baby then you carry her

Then she carries you in the dreams that you dream

It is not perfect if you don't cry in fright

It is not real if you have never had a fight

When you look at the wonders and see yourself with her 

When she looks at the moon and knows that you're her muse 

It is a hill that goes down and then up

It is the adrenaline that keeps you up at night

To love right is nonexistent

A mystery that is saved for a later night

As we lay and slumber 

I know that it's you who I want to fight and love forever.