A Kind Of Love - Marc Almond

If I had another life

And not the one i’m in

I’d reach down into my soul

And find a little love within

I’d emerge as someone new

Dressed in another skin

Be someone who wants something more

And not the fool I’ve been

I look into your eyes to see what i can see

But i only see a paper face staring back at me

Only you can understand what love is meant to be

And it’s a strange thing, undoughtedly

I’ts a kind of love, this strange thing that we have

It’s a kind of love, a kind of going mad

It’s sometimes good, but never truly bad

It’s a kind of love, this strange that we have

And in the night

When sleep won’t come for free

A laughing dancing clown

In dreams that torment me

And there you are again

That photo in my pocket

It’s a madness in my mind

But i don’t know how to stop it

We meet in shadows after dark we run down endless streets

Black serpents at my back i never get to sleep

Red roses falling from the sky landing at my feet

But they turn to thorns and only make me bleed

It’s a kind of love, this strange thing that we have

It’s a kind of love, a kind of going mad

It’s sometimes good, but never truly bad

It’s a kind of love, this strange that we have

I keep a little memory of how it used to be

A bit your life in my hands from days when you loved me

Only you can understand what love is meant to be

And it’s a strange thing, undoughtedly

I’ts a kind of love, this strange thing that we have

It’s a kind of love, a kind of going mad

It’s sometimes good, but never truly bad

It’s a kind of love, this strange that we have