I got love and you've got none
So let's turn two hearts into one
Love's an easy thing for some
But for them it's quickly gone
It doesn't take a William Blake
So say a heart's easy to break
So let's learn from all our past mistakes
And never give less than we take
I'll never understand
Why there can't be a book
But if you take my hand
There's a chance we can look
I know a place by central park
Open late nights after dark
They treat books like trading cards
They sell their ones to the stars
Maybe they would have a book
With love's secrets understood
Written back in '92
Writers always know the truth
I'll never understand
Why there can't be a book
But if you take my hand
There's a chance we can look
I'm not saying that ignorance is bliss
Coz I've met them
The ignorant and
Well they try to tell me love doesn't exist
I'm just saying
Some things are just better left unknown
But of course
I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong
And if we ever find that book
Let's rip the damn thing into two
We can take our own
Romantic chances