Текст: Amy Speace. This Love.

Sometimes love is not enough
Sometimes time is all you need
Sometimes a little too much makes you
a little too sad
Brings you right to your knees

Sometimes it?s just a game
Sometimes it seems a dream
Sometimes it?s all the same it?s just the card you choose to play
Depending on the deal

This love is real, this love is rare
That?s how I feel you can say what you want
I don?t even care
Love can be strange made of paper and steel
This love could change our lives Cause this love is real

Sometimes you get too close
In just a few short days
And it?s just the telephone that keeps
your tender heart afloat

When he?s so far away

Sometimes you hold your tongue
To hide what?s in your heart
Sometimes you?ve got to let him go the one you think you love the most
Though it tears you apart

This love is real, this love is rare
That?s how I feel you can talk behind my back I don?t even care
Love can be strange frayed at the seams
But this love could change our lives Cause this love is real

Love can be strange like a difficult dream
But this love could change our lives Cause
this love is real

Sometimes love is not enough
Sometimes time is all you need