Love Is What You Are

She picks up a pen

Writes down a word

It doesn't feel right

The novelty's gone

The novel rolls on

Until it's goodnight

Will anyone read

Much less understand

This thing she has made

Will anyone see

The truth of this thing

When it sees the light

Love is what you are

Not what you do

I know what you are

And I love you

The dream of her man

Propels her along

Into her demise

The hollowed out laugh

At the back of her throat

The film of her eyes

She hardly puts down

This thing she has bound

Before she forgets

She writes the end

But there is no surprise

Love is what you are

Not what you do

I know what you are

And I love you

Love is what you are

Not what you do

I know what you are

And I love you

And I love you

And I love you

Love Is What You Are - Old 97's