The Object, Jealousy

Fate takes love away
Love makes fools of old
Makes young wise - young love
Will not go astray
Would this world were hate away?
Love makes fools of old
Makes young wise - young love
Will not go astray

Sing, sing of love
Sing, sins of jealousy
Sing, sing of love
Steal, steal my fate away

The object is the loved
Convert the loved to lover
Frequent tears from my eyes pour
Reflections through your open door
Precious perfect skin
Asleep so close gives peace
What path has brought me here
To lie awake with fear?

Sing, sing of love
Sing, sins of jealousy
Sing, sing of love
Steal, steal my fate away

Sing, sing of love
Sing, sing of love
Sing, sing of love
Sing, sing of love



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Ferrara, James Tabbi
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