Take a photograph of me,
Is there something that you will see?
If you take a photo,
Will I, will I not appear?
Now I see clearly,
It wasn't about me,
As if I wasn't even there.
The easy thing is not to care.
It's only love that's breaking me down
I didn't stick at all,
You mean there's no you and me?
It's all pretty crazy.
It didn't stick at all,
It's just a bit too extreme,
Both real and a dream.
And it's only love that's breaking me down.
I stayed away from all trouble,
I didn't play in the street,
But still I learned there are few things that luck can't beat.
And though I learned to love somebody,
They didn't learn to love me.
It's the tale of the tape,
A lesson of life,
The story of fish in the sea.
The rich and the poor man,
The young and the old man,
All of the people,
Need our love.