Trying to hold a love that wants to go
Is like trying to catch a falling flake of snow
It glimmers while it can but it will melt between your hands, you know

To keep alive a love that wants to die
You teach the birds to swim, and all the fish to fly
But gills are made for water, and feathers for the sky, you know

Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh
Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh

To find a love that’s new where do you start?
It’s like trying to find the light switch in the dark
Falling over mess you left unaddressed inside your heart

Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh
Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh oh

But I will find love, that’s a blind love
It’s the kind of love I need
Oh, well, I’ll find love, that’s a blind love
It’s the kind of love I need

Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh
Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh oh