(Make your own love, love, love)

The waterworks blocked his words,
He felt sorry,
Well I´m sorry for me too.

But I think you´re broken to the fact,
I can´t and won´t go back,
I think you´re broken to the fact.

You make your own love.
Yeah you make your own love.
Love, love.

Where did you go?
Don´t you know I´m still here?
You think you´re better all alone.

No, I think you´re broken to the fact,
I can´t and won´t go back,
Yeah, I think you´re broken to the fact.

You make your own love.
Yeah you make your own love.
Love, love.

What if it´s all a quick dream,
Can I just stomp right through the concrete,
See who´s beneath me,
And are you honest to "God" when you speak?
When you seek proof,
Does it hide from you?
I wanna feel the way you claim to feel.

You make your own love.
Yeah you make your own love.
Love, love, love.