Tell me what you see Is it close to what you dreamed? If I play a part can I be redeemed?
We pore through the passages From leather volume shelves But they only leave us wondering Can we find ourselves In the book of love? In the book of love?
Looking for the one, waiting on a day Countless dinner parties And all the games we play
All for some processional A solemn wedding vow A picture in a picture frame That beauty can allow In the book of love, in the book of love
And love becomes a temple And we begin to fear That an unfeeling oracle will say You did come near But you are not welcome here
This is who I am All the places that I’ve been The fondness and regret Every love that I've been in
And I've played all the characters The fool, the friend, the wife And no matter what the ending is The story of my life is the book of love Is the book of love, is the book of love Is the book of love, is the book of love