It exist to give you comfort, it's there to keep you warm.
And in those times of trouble when you are most alone,
The memories of love will see you home.
Perhaps love is like a window, perhaps an open door,
It invites you to come closer it wants to show you more.
In those times of trouble when you don't know what to do,
The memories of love will see you through.
Perhaps love is like an ocean, full of confliction full of pain,
Perhaps it's like thunder, perhaps like the rain.
To some love is a way of living, to some a way to feel,
To some love is like a cloud, to some as strong as steel.
Some say love is holding on, and some say letting go,
Some say love is everthing, and some say they don't know.
But if I should live forever and all my dreams come true,
My memories of love will all be of you.
