This Thing (Called Love)

There's magic in the mundane
Or so they say
Let me tell ya man, I can't see it
But I'm sure it's not gone away

Walk to my car every morning
Saying something's happening soon
Even if it don't
You know I will be there waiting for you

I hold my head up tired, I
I hold my head up, tired eyes, I
I hold my head up high

I'm so tired
Of this thing called love
But I'm still hopeful
For this thing called love
And I'm so sick
Of this thing called love
But I've got the cure
It's this thing called love

I hold my head up tired, I
I hold my head up, tired eyes, I
I hold my head up high

I'm so tired
Of this thing called love
But I'm still hopeful
For this thing called love
And I'm so sick
Of this thing called love
But I've got the cure
It's this thing called love



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Little
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