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If the heart is the place where love comes from
Then where does love go when it dies?
Back to the heart where it came from?
Or turn into tears in the eyes?
But even if one knew the answer
What would one possibly gain?
Would the knowledge of where love had gone to
Ease the heartache and the pain?
Love, love, what is this feeling?
Why is it born if only to die?
And when it leaves you, what stays inside
To make the heart glow and leave tears in your eyes?
Why is it one cannot quite realize
What a blessing a true love can be?
Must one lose love to know it is priceless?
Must one be blind before one can see?
Oh, where does love go when it leaves us?
This question will always remain
For we can never know the answer
Until we find love once again
Love, love, what is this feeling?
Why is it born if only to die?
And when it leaves you, what stays inside
To make the heart glow and leave tears in your eyes?