Your Love Is Like A Chunk Of Gold
Hard To Get And Hard To Hold
Like A Rose That's Soft To Touch
Love Has Thorns That Hurt So Much
Well Then Why...
Must The Same Love That Made Me Laugh
Make Me Cry

Well Now You Think Of Love As A Sitting On A Mountain
Think Of It As Being A Great Big Rock
Won't You Think Before You Start It To Rolling Down
Because Once You Start It You Can't Make It Stop

I've Given All I Have To Give
And If You Don't Want Me I Don't Wanna Live

Well Then Why...
Must The Same Love That Made Me Laugh
Make Me Cry

Why You Wanna Make Me Cry
Why You Wanna Make Me Cry
Why You Wanna Make Me Cry