Love Will Fly, Rumors Will Lie

Through my smile and your gaze our love will not die

The distance, is a cancer, but together we talk loud

You are my dear and my love, so there is no need to cry

They say young love is blind, and is made of a lie

I say that is a myth, and in bitterness it attempts to shroud

Through my smile and your gaze our love will not die

You hear that I am a scoundrel, an affair did I try

I say that rumors are made by the jealous crowd

You are my dear and my love, so there is no need to cry

I am told that you have left, in my absence you did fly

You say that is foolish, that my strength makes you proud

Through my smile and your gaze our love will not die

I hear Adonis asked for your hand, you refused and he asked why

You say that I am no God, I am better and need no blinded crowd

You are my dear and my love, so there is no need to cry

Through temptation and rumors, our love did not fry

We need no approval, or judges to be wowed

Through my smile and your gaze our love will not die

You are my dear and my love, so there is no need to cry