Love is wrong.
It sings a hopeless song.
It longs for bitter disappointment and tears and tears.
It calls to all that used to be,
And it yearns for someone who was tender but untrue.
Love is blind.
It's helplessly inclined,
To bind itself to discontentment and fears and fears.
It dwells on nights that might have been.
Love needs nothing more to do.
My darling
So, I hold each little token we knew, we knew.
Endlessly I unfold, each word we've spoken,
We two, we two.
Love is mad.
It's beautiful but bad.
It gladly weeps when disillusion appears, appears.
And so I cling to yesterdays,
While I'm hopelessly in love,
While I'm hopelessly in love,
With you.
Mark Murphy - The Bad and the Beautiful Lyrics
Mark Murphy - The Bad and the Beautiful Lyrics
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Love is wrong.
It sings a hopeless song.
It longs for bitter disappointment and tears and tears.
It calls to all that used to be,
And it yearns for someone who was tender but untrue.
Love is blind.
It's helplessly inclined,
To bind itself to discontentment and fears and fears.
It dwells on nights that might have been.
Love needs nothing more to do.
My darling
So, I hold each little token we knew, we knew.
Endlessly I unfold, each word we've spoken,
We two, we two.
Love is mad.
It's beautiful but bad.
It gladly weeps when disillusion appears, appears.
And so I cling to yesterdays,
While I'm hopelessly in love,
While I'm hopelessly in love,
With you.
It sings a hopeless song.
It longs for bitter disappointment and tears and tears.
It calls to all that used to be,
And it yearns for someone who was tender but untrue.
Love is blind.
It's helplessly inclined,
To bind itself to discontentment and fears and fears.
It dwells on nights that might have been.
Love needs nothing more to do.
My darling
So, I hold each little token we knew, we knew.
Endlessly I unfold, each word we've spoken,
We two, we two.
Love is mad.
It's beautiful but bad.
It gladly weeps when disillusion appears, appears.
And so I cling to yesterdays,
While I'm hopelessly in love,
While I'm hopelessly in love,
With you.
Writer: DAVID RAKSIN, DORY LANGDON PREVIN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.