I see lovers in the streets walking without a care They wear it out loud like there's something in the air Well I don't care They're treading lightly, no they don't sink in There's no tracks to follow They don't care where they're going And if they're lucky they'll get to see And if they're really, really lucky they'll get to feel And it kicks so hard it breaks your bones Cuts so deep, hits your soul Tears your skin and makes your blood flow It's better that you know That love is hard. Love takes hostages and gives them pain, Gives someone the power to hurt you again and again But they don't care And if they're lucky they'll get to see And if they're really, really lucky they'll get to feel And if they're truly blessed then they'll get to believe And if you're damned you'll never let yourself be deceived And it kicks so hard it breaks your bones Cuts so deep, hits your soul Tears your skin and makes your blood flow It's better that we know That love is hard. It kicks so hard it breaks your bones Cuts so deep, hits your soul Tears your skin and makes your blood flow It's better that we know It kicks so hard it breaks your bones Cuts so deep, hits your soul Tears your skin and makes your blood flow It's better that we know That love is hard If it was easy it wouldn't mean nothing./james morrison

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October 2009