Without Love

© 2011 Mark Cote

Cynical tongue can't taste the sweet
sweet offered to them at their feet
better the sour of suspicious minds
better to leave them all behind

(chorus)  Without love
                  the flower cries
                  without love
                  a sole heart dies
                  without love
                  at my feet
                  without love
                  we never meet

afraid of the world in your fears
afraid you may cry another tear
all alone you can't reach out
all alone you live in doubt

(chorus)

mockingbird sing me another song
mockingbird sing 'til the mourning dawn
she'll sing the only songs she knows
she'll sing off key in a different note

(chorus)