If you love her, run for cover
There's nothing there to suit the suitor of her
Aye, it's true, she loves another
Oh don't cry, just find another
If you love her, you will lose it
Her head's a fog, her heart's under construction
She'll turn you inside out with confusion
Unless you really love her
Each lover on their own carries with them
Some sort of riddle that you can reason with
And if you want it enough to listen to
The harmony beyond what I'm singing
Love's a work of art
With more dimensions than your brush can fit
Any page, they're aware of this
But each torn she wants to try to make it fit
Anyway, here you are
But you're not ready to let me know
If it's really time for you
But all the stars are pointing to one
So why the heavens can't I simply be with you
If you love her, run for cover
There's nothing there
If you love her, find another
This one is used, her heart is undercover
Her doubts would suffocate a lover
And her head is wrapped in questions
If you love her, run for cover
There's nothing there to suit the suitor of her
Aye, it's true, she loves another
Oh don't cry, just find another