Your Love Is Like A Chunk Of Gold Hard
To Gain And Hard To Hold Like A Rose
That′s Soft To Touch Love Has Gone And It
Hurts So Much Well Than Why Must The
Same Love That Made Me Laugh Make Me Cry?
Well Now You Think Of Love As Sitting
On A Mountain Think Of It As Being A
Great Big Rock Won't You Think Before You Started
To Roll It Down Because Once You Start It
You Can′t Make It Stop I've Given All
I Have To Give And If You Don't Want
Me I Don′t Want To Live Well Than
Why Must The Same Love That Made Me Laugh
Why You Wanna Make Me Cry? Why You Wanna
Make Me Cry? Why You Wanna Make Me Cry?
Why You Wanna Make Me Cry? Why You Wanna
Make Me Cry? Why You Wane Make Me Cry?
Why You Wanne Make Me Cry? Why You Wanne
Make Me Cry?