Why are people in love
Always a little bit the same?
When they come by they have
The same look of one craving for two
They’re happy people
Why are people in love
Always a little bit the same?
When they have problems
Well, there’s nothing to say
Nothing you can do for them
They’re people in love
As for me I hardly know you
But how lucky it’d be
If we took off a little bit like them
We could without too much fuss
Make room for the two of us
But if my coming on again isn’t worth it
Let me know from a glint in your eyes
However long it takes
However high the stakes
I want to be a happy man
Why are people in love
Always a little bit rebellious?
They have a world of their own
That nothing compels to look like
Those we’re given as models
Why are people in love
Always a little bit cruel?
When they tell you about themselves
Something keeps you a little further at bay
Something only too human