The Course of True Love

Ah love, the game of youth
A game I have played once before, but lost
Since then it is a game I have sworn
To not play again no matter the cost

A letter, innocent, pages smothered with emotion
And a gift, carefully picked by trembling and sweaty hands

We only want for each other
What we believe to be best
This is the road we must walk upon
The course of true love, a test

Run away, fly, from this barren land, little birds
The west is too wild for you, head north-east, take care, and be free

Ah love, the game of youth
A game I have played once before, but lost
Since then it is a game I have sworn
To not play again no matter the cost