Texty: James Morrison. Love Is Hard.

I see lovers in the streets
Walking without a care
They wear it out loud
Like there's something in the air
Oh well, I don't care

They're treading lightly
No, they don't sink in
There's no tracks to follow
They don't care where they're going
And if they're lucky, yeah they'll
They'll get to see
And if they're really, really lucky
They'll get to feel

And it kicks so hard
It breaks your bones
Cuts so deep
It hits your soul
Tears your skin
And makes your blood flow
It's better that you know
That love is hard

Love takes hostages
And gives them pain
Gives someone the power
To hurt you again and again
Oh, but they don't care

And if they're lucky, yeah they'll
They'll get to see
And if they're really, really lucky
Then they'll get to feel
And if they're, they're truly blessed
Then they'll get to believe
And if you're damned
You'll never let yourself be deceived

And it kicks so hard
It breaks your bones
Cuts so deep
It hits your soul
Tears your skin
And makes your blood flow
It's better that you know
That love is hard

It kicks so hard
It breaks your bones
Cuts so deep
It hits your soul
Tears your skin
And makes your blood flow
It's better that you know

It kicks so hard
It breaks your bones
It cuts so deep
It hits your soul
Tears your skin
And makes your blood flow
It's better that you know
That love is hard
Love is hard
Love is hard

If it was easy, it wouldn't mean nothing, no