All that things it's a mountable task
  The land before me
  All of the birds are defenitely lost
  The land store for me
  There was a time
  When all of my mind was love
  Now I find that most of the time
  Love is not enough in itself
    Consequently
  I've a tendency
  To be more happy
  You'll see the thoughts in my head
  All the words that we said
  All the blues that were red
  Get to me
  There was a time
  When all of my mind was love
  Now I find that most of the time
  Love is not enough in itself
    All that things, observaties
  The land before us
  All of our doubts and decertanties
  The land stored for us
  There was a time
  When all of my mind was love
  Now I find that most of the time
  Love is not enough in itself