That’s how love naturally goes,
That’s how love traditionally flows.
Love usually moves back and forth,
Love goes on dressed in its own gown,
Love goes on wearing its own crown.
Love can sometimes walk very fast,
Love can sometimes walk very slow.
Love can sometimes grow very tall,
Love can sometimes become small.
Love can sometimes become cold,
Love can sometimes become old.
Love can sometimes shine like gold,
Love can sometimes lose its hold.
Love can sometimes come to an end,
Love can sometimes unusually bend.
Love can sometimes crack or fall apart,
Love can sometimes wound the heart.
Love can sometimes move backward,
Love can sometimes refuse to glitter.
Love can sometimes lose its fire,
Yet still leave behind a lasting desire.
That’s how love naturally goes;
That’s how love sometimes flows.
It may rise, it may fall,
It may stand, or lose it all.
For love has its seasons and its ways—
Sometimes it shines, sometimes it fades.
