I Know What It's Like To Be Loved

They say that the body is not of a durable kind

Just cosmic pedestrians destined as bones in the ground

While we and our fortunes are gathering dust

We yearn for a hope that would lay those assumptions to rest

I know where that hope lives

And I know what it's like to be loved

Hate is a swindler and often we know we've been had

We do unto others, then run with a leisurely laugh

And when we've had all our barbarian fun

We yearn for hearts that would soften like wax in the sun

I know about forgiveness

And I know what it's like to be loved

Oh shall we lie dormant with no everlasting exchange?

With no fascination beyond the terrestrial range?

As our inheritance seems swept out to sea

We ache with a knowledge that that's not the way it should be

I know that's not the way it is

And I know what it's like to be loved

I know that's not the way it is

And I know what it's like to be loved