BLIND BATS
Now that i think about it
love is mysterious
And i think all along i have been in love with the same person
its just that each time i fell out of love
as if it was dead
it was reincarnated in another person
its as if love has nine lives
When it dies it reppearsin another form
we dont see it because we say love is blind,
but in fact we are blind
They say life is a game
Well what if love is a game as always
Love wins no matter what
Love conquers all
Gone for a season
Back for a reason
Its not the love that changes but the people who we see it in