The Book Of Love

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
Its full of charts and facts, some figures
And instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact thats where music comes from
Some of its just transcendental
Some of its just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
Its full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things were all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings