Testo Your Hand's Inside My Heart The New Very Welcome
Love is jumping off of a bridge in October, holding hands.Love is the flowers that I threw away and being pummeled by the ocean's waves.
Love is being pulled back in when you're trying to pull away.
Love is counting down the calendar days.
Love is watching the starts, the leaves, and the snow fall all at the same time in my mind.
Love is believing in, and never giving up.
Love is the poems, the songs, and the words that I've spit up.
Love is getting all that love is tattooed on my wrist.
And love is the reason that I'm forgetting and not forgetting.
[Hedwig: Seriously Tom, yeah, I believe love is immortal]