Love Is What You Are

She picks up a pen
Writes down a word
It doesn't feel right

The novelty's gone
The novel rolls on
Until it's goodnight

Will anyone read
Much less understand
This thing she has made?

Will anyone see
The truth of this thing
When it sees the light?

Love is what you are
Not what you do
I know what you are
And I love you

The dream of her man
Propels her along
Into her demise

The hollowed out laugh
At the back of her throat
The film on her eyes

She hardly puts down
This thing she has found
Before she forgets

She writes the end
But there is no surprise

Love is what you are
Not what you do
I know what you are
And I love you

Love is what you are
Not what you do
I know what you are
And I love you
And I love you
And I love you