Paroles de Love Is a Terrible Thing

How to see the sun go down Is a heart made of gold? From the land, little children watch it burn Fortune favors the cold People tell me: Boy, you got lucky! But I feel about as lucky as a snowman in the spring Mind over matter; head over heart Love's a terrible thing People tell me: Boy, you dodged a bullet! But if only it had hit me Then I'd know the peace it brings It's just mind over matter; head over heart Love's a terrible thing Out on the water, hear the angels sing Love's a terrible thing