Crazy, Is Its Name It's giving and forgiving,
Unconditional guarantee,
A wondrous gift from God above,
It's happy, sad and free,
You'd rather do without it,
Yet you need it to survive,
It is the very breath of you,
The proof you're still alive,
It fills your every moment,
With joy beyond compare,
You can't recall,
The time or place,
When love just wasn't there,
It's painful in its pleasure,
And crazy, is its name,
For once you come upon it,
You will never be the same.
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