Trying to hold a love that wants to go Is like trying to catch a falling flake of snow It glimmers while it can but it will melt between your hands, you know To keep alive a love that wants to die You teach the birds to swim, and all the fish to fly But gills are made for water, and feathers for the sky, you know Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh To find a love that’s new where do you start? It’s like trying to find the light switch in the dark Falling over mess you left unaddressed inside your heart Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh oh But I will find love, that’s a blind love It’s the kind of love I need Oh, well, I’ll find love, that’s a blind love It’s the kind of love I need Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh Oooooh, woah oh oh, oh oh oh