Cowboy boots and turquoise jewelry
A mouth full of lies never looked so pretty
Now it's etched on your face like an open diary
So, catch that train back to Kansas City
Oh, where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
I've been searching high, searching low
Standing neath' the mistletoe
Singing, oh where is love?
I will write you eighteen letters
And burn them one by one in the backyard
Scatter the ashes all among the flowers
So my words will grow into something better
Oh, where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
I've been searching high, searching low
Standing neath' the mistletoe
Singing, oh where is love?
It's funny how it's not always what it seems
Funny how nightmares look like day dreams
But it's not funny what you did to me
Oh, where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
I've been searching high, searching low
Standing neath' the mistletoe
Singing, oh where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?