Not Love

No, I don't think love is blind,
It's just a spiny porcupine,
With needles sharp, and oh so many
That poke my heart, it's not even funny
It never lets me hold it close
Don't trust in love, it's a thorny rose

No, I don't think love is deaf,
It's just a concept in my head,
It makes me sing and dance and smile
And makes me feel so happy, so high,
But all I hear are Nevers and Nos
Don't trust in love, it's just a prose.

No, I don't think love is dumb,
It's just something that makes me numb
It steals away my hope and my joy
And make me wish for that fickle boy
Whose smile is warm and heart is cold
Don't trust in love, it'll steal your soul.