My darling, dear, beloved one

 Ain't Love the sweetest illusion, my dear?
It comes slowly making a bird nest in your chest
just to make it sing in morning and at dawn
sometimes making you feel alive sometimes just yawn
And still ain't Love a blast, or yet when passion is past?

Sweetheart, bethrothal, loved one,
does your heart beat for mine?
Shall we turn back time?
You think I should let this illusion go
and that love is nothing but losing
each time that you attach to someone
I know that you didn't believe in love
only because you didn't want to suffer
but what if I tell you that I will not let go?

Will you think I'm crazy again
my dearie, heartie, honey
or will you say you love me this time?