I wish love was mathematic Straight forward input, process output I'd write down A and B for you and me Predict finite trajectory I thought love was understanding Empathy and compromising I'd write down A and B for you and me Predict finite trajectory And I know That there's No formula, No calculus, Or algebra I thought love was all you needed When in fact, it's all you have I would last a long division if you want me to What if the remainder's you? And I know That there's No formula, No calculus, Or algebra I wish love was mathematic Straight forward input, process output I'd write down A and B for you and me I'd write down A and B for you and me I wish you'd write down A and B for you and me Predict our trajectory