Without A Word Of Warning

Love can be a moment's madness
Love can be insane
Love can be a life of sadness and painLove can be a summer shower
Love can be the sun
Love can be two hearts that flower as oneIt can be fine and free
But that kind
Is not so very easy to findLove can be a dying ember
Love can be a flame
Love pledged in September
May be dead in December
You may not even remember it cameLove can be a joy forever
Or an empty name
Love is almost never ever the sameLove can be an evil doer
Love can be a fog
Love can make you feel like you were a dogLove can be a snow capped mountain
Love can be the truth
Love can be an endless fountain of youthIt can be ecstasy
But it's true
It doesn't always happen to youLove can be a four score failure
Love can bring you fame
Love fresh as the morning
May be wild when it's 'borning
And then without any warning, it's tameOh love can be a sweet endeavor
Or a dirty shame
Love is almost never ever the same