Love is a straight line on which we lie
We live, we breathe, we love, we die
And if we can find that sliver of color
Maybe we both can survive
Square up and fight the love in my mind
Maybe together we both shall find
The sliver of color we deeply crave
The lines will blur, and our love will be blind
The lines on the road, defined as they are
Are the lines we abide, each one in their car
For the lines that define what we are to each other
Perhaps they see that our love will stretch far