Why are we trained to look for love?
In all around us, never enough
We search and search till we can’t no more
Finding someone and feeling sure
Then it all subsides and we let ourselves go
Until we have dug ourselves the biggest hole
Buried in debt anxiety and stress
Look for a way out from the mess
Starting from zero many years older
Much more anxiety upon the shoulders
Do we need someone? Maybe it would be nice?
Even more undecided how to get through life