The God of love grew sick searching
For his muse, sad to be lurking
While his subjects got to loving
He sat sordid overthinking
Curse the powers that be for linking
His job with what he was missing

While his subjects got to loving
He sat sordid overthinking
Love to the humans bestowing
While his lonely self was sinking
Curse the powers that be for linking
His job with what he was missing

Love to the humans bestowing
While his lonely self was sinking
Till he glimpsed her while star counting
His heart grew and started pounding
Curse the powers that be for linking
His job with what he was missing

When he glimpsed her while star counting
His heart grew and started pounding
The God of love then got what love means
Well, a glimpse, now his heart’s searching
Curse the powers that be for linking
His job with what he was missing