Some say love is a flower And I guess they know what's right 'Cause it has its seasons And it fades without light If it has a beginning It'll surely have an end The weather moves in circles And we're all dust in the wind We don't know which way to blow Love is a battlefield of wounded hearts It ain't so bad Bein' alone If you know it'll never last Nothing lasts forever 'Cept the certainly of change And love's the same It's a game with simple rules If you think it's forever Then you're nothing but a fool Take this from a fool who knows it Love is a battlefield of wounded hearts