Love is in the air,
But I never did care,
Until Today,
When my life started to decay,
But then I find something,
I couldnât feel it coming,
But it was Love.
Is Love an artificial sweetener?
Or is it just a creature?
Can it be true?
Or can it be blue?
I have never experienced this thing,
Until right before my moving,
And I know Iâd have to find another,
Or suffer my parents thunder.
I think its Love.