Love is one thing I don't understand
Never wanted at first, it cannot be planned.
Ask for it now, and it fades far away
But if you don't want it, it comes anyway.
Whenever you know of the one that you need,
If you tell her yourself you will never succeed.
When you say to her face those words "I love you",
You feel at that time there's no more to do.
Then she says "Thanks, but I love another much more"
You don't know what to do and right through you are sore.
I have never had one who is caring for me.
There must be a reason but it's one I don't see.
If you know why I'm still on my own,
Then tell me, please, next time I am seen alone.