Love Is a Battlefield of Wounded Hearts - Venerea

Some say love is a flower

And I guess they know what’s right

'Cause it has its seasons

And it fades without light

If it has a beginning

It’ll surely have an end

The weather moves in circles

And we’re all dust in the wind

We don’t know which way to blow

Love is a battlefield of wounded hearts

It ain’t so bad

Bein' alone

If you know it’ll never last

Nothing lasts forever

'Cept the certainly of change

And love’s the same

It’s a game with simple rules

If you think it’s forever

Then you’re nothing but a fool

Take this from a fool who knows it

Love is a battlefield of wounded hearts