That's Love

I watched the rain through window panes or foreign streets my mind at ease

Given up on sleep and begging for crumbs of love

Love

To see the sunrise over many miles

Going faster than a bird flies

To hold it close then let it go

That’s love

Love

Love

Love

There’s a place where the wind never dances

Don’t go there much, I don’t like my odds with chances

And the birds flies through song and light

It captivates my troubled mind

Echoed laughter in its flight of love

Love

Love

Love

Love

Love

There’s a place where the wind never dances

Don’t go there much, I don’t like my odds with chances