Love is a funny thing
It makes your heart bleed 
And your body sing
It's a vessel to feed;

To fill with your heart's desire 
If you should ever fall short 
Misery will spread like wildfire 
Darkness will shade this port:

As your ship rests here 
Beacons of light appear far 
The air is thick with fear 
The water is filled with tar 

If the sun should rise 
On this darkened shore 
The ship will open its eyes 
And sail again once more