It started when we first met
It was ready to go, our plans were set
You just went ahead and shot the dove
You just went ahead and gave me a shove
Is this love
Or is this death from above
Fraying at the seams
Things aren't as they seem
And so now my journey ends
Love resides in the twists and bends
I found the struck dove in a field
You don't understand how I'm feeling
Is this love
Or is this death from above
Fraying at the seams
Things aren't as they seem
Is this love
Or is this death from above
Fraying at the seams
Things aren't as they seem