The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
There are words I carry in my heart
Words I carry in my heart
Clung to, glad of, uncommonly held
Peculiarly interlaced, remembered and felt
Am I lovesick?
It's as if love's the only virtue there is
Am I lovesick?
The plot thins, emotions get frayed
Attractions move through the shade
Done for, delight in and forever held
Influence, given life, remembered and felt
Am I lovesick?
It's not as if love's the only virtue there is
Am I lovesick?
It's nothing to hate
Who can't hate can
Got nothing against hate
It's all the planning
It gets hard to remember
We're best when we're tender
Words I carry in my heart
Words I carry in my heart
Words I carry in my heart
Clung to, glad of, uncommonly held
Peculiarly interlaced, remembered and felt
Am I lovesick?
Maybe love is the only virtue there is
Am I lovesick?
Lovesick, lovesick
Love is the only virtue there is
Am I lovesick?