Love Is a Lemon

Love is a lemon and I wonder why
It can taste of pulp and burn your eyes
But in the right hands with a little time
It becomes sweet
Lemon pie

One look in the mirror and I can plainly see
I'm not there yet
Where I should be
Sometimes a lemon without a prayer
With no warranty
Beyond compare

God is my pen pal
He spellchecks these songs
God's punctuation is never wrong
He sets the tempo
The notes in the air
He told me once
I'm beyond compare

So I believe
So I sing
So I give myself to all things
Broken and screwed up
Beyond repair
Broken and screwed up
Beyond compare

Love's never perfect
That much is true
But sometimes it feels that way for me and you
I can't compare myself
There's too that much we share
You and me
Beyond compare

Love is a lemon and I wonder why
It can taste of pulp and burn your eyes
But in the right hands with a little time
It becomes sweet
Lemon pie



Credits
Writer(s): Doyle Turner
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