Like a sweet gift From above Kind of moonlit And signed with love Filled with the sweetest Melt-in-your-mouth thing You could dream of People wait They hesitate It's getting late... Do you think that love is sex? Do you think it's security? Do you give it with vanity strings? Or sailing free? Do you love a child Or the wild? A poem? a tree? Oh, people wait They hesitate It's getting late for love No, don't be late For love Love is really you Many kinds of love Is very really It is you It's not a Hollywood movie Love is where you are Where you are You could search the mysteries Of the world From stars to deep sea pearls And you could search The mysteries of the earth Through life and death and birth Just for sweet love Can you fly it? Is it made in Japan? Is it quiet Or a ten-piece band? Did I have it all at the start? If love is a child at heart Do I wait? Hesitate? Am I late for love? No, I can't be late For love Love is really you Many kinds of Love is very Really, it is you It's not a Hollywood movie Love is where you are