Love Is a Terrible Thing
How to see if the sun go down
Is a heart made of gold?
From the land, little children watch it burn
Fortune favors the cold
People tell me "boy, you got lucky!"
But I feel about as lucky as a snowman in the spring
Mind over matter, head over heart
Love's a terrible thing
People tell me "boy, you dodged a bullet!"
But if only it had hit me, then I'd know the peace it brings
It's just mind over matter, head over heart
Love's a terrible thing
Out on the water, hear the angels sing
"Love's a terrible thing!"