I Protest about Love

Under the balcony I sang her my song
Next to the moonlit stream I strummed as she strolled along
Yes, thought trickled through my head, like water down a stream of how love
evaded me, evaded me
Where the willows weep I weep, and like a sheep my heart bleats for love
Love, love, love
Beautiful lovely roses now withered in my hand
Towards love I’m drawn by hope yet now its just a single strand
Yes lov she has surely gone sh’s left like a leaf floating down this quiet
stream, down this quiet stream
Where the willows weep I weep and like a sheep my heart bleats for love
Love, love, love