Wake Up From Love

Wake up from love and see the signs

You likely were dancing all alone

Wake up from love, the dream is gone

In reality you’re on your own.

The birds that sang so sweetly

When love was love

Lie dead now, under the sand.

The flowers that filled the air with scent

And made the kisses taste so sweet

Lie wilted on the ground

Wake up, love is not love

Love is the yen for what cannot be

What has never been

No two people were ever one

No two separate wholes ever became  

Halves of one perfect whole

Love is an illusion, the greatest delusion

To ever afflict the mind of man