Текст: Wishbone Ash. Bona Fide. Enigma.

Is this your final answer?
The way you want it to be?
It seems there?ll be no chance for
peace, love and harmony.
I know you need no other,
There?s no one else involved.
It makes it more the stranger,
A mystery I can?t solve.

Love?s an enigma.
Seems like I?m blind.
Love?s an enigma.
I?m losing my mind.

I gave you all you wanted,
found opportunities,
played to your advantage,
looked out for you constantly.
The summer in your heart
became an autumn wind
and tore our life apart.
Lord, I want it back again.

Love?s an enigma.
Seems like I?m blind.
Love?s an enigma.
I?m losing my mind