A Sometimes strange kind of thing    


I've heard it said a thousand times
With fancy words and cleaver rhymes
In the sad, sad ( low down blues) songs that the lonely sing
That soothes the pain (tears) in (of) their broken hearts
That love is a sometimes 
And love is a strange kind of  thing 

And when I last lay me down to sleep
I pray the dreams of you I keep
In  my memory under loves gone by
WeÕll meet again in that tender place
Where love is a sometimes, 
where love is a strange kind of thing

***When love smiles itÕs the sun on your shoulders
Feel it grow cold icy the wind blows on your back
ThatÕs he price you must pay to be a champion of love
You must take both the bitter & the sweet


Oh how long to turn back time
Back to the place when we were young
When your heart was mine & my all was yours
The time when ours was a special love , but
Love is a sometimes, 
Love is a strange kind of thing


word & music  by Kory Livingstone