I'm standing by the window in a house by the ocean
I saw her make her way through the garden
I don't think she knew that I saw or heard her but I did
And I heard how she sang quiet to herself
Love is for those,
those who are lucky
Love is for those,
those who are lucky
Love is for them
love is for them
love is for them
I drove down towards the golden city
Asked the girls along the way
They just stared at the ground and said my lord you,
You know nothing
you know nothing
Love is for those,
those who are lucky
Love is for those,
those who are lucky
Love is for them
love is for them
love is for them
In the neighborhood behind the station
I asked the poets who sat on a row
They just stared so innocent right ahead
At last, at last one of them said, what do we know about it?
Love is for those,
those who are lucky
Love is for those,
those who are lucky
Love is for them
love is for them
what do we know about it?
Love is for them
Love is for them
Love is for them