Ah, spare your love Spare your love Spare your love Spare your love I was sad to see you leave Like a carnal enemy You warred over peace When you were with me Had I outshone the stars Would I climb your bed alone? But I sold my heart For the price of a song What a taste of mystery Adored in your Persian arms A mystical memory That did me harm There's a pain you overlooked I will never feel your love I'm hooked, cooked and booked But I don't want to be in love Eleven wounds that separate A poet from a randy man For your boudoir fabricates The dreams we ought to ban So, spare your love Spare your love Spare your love, love Oh, spare your love Spare your love...