Is It Really Love At All

Sitting here forgotten like A book upon a shelf No one there to turn the page You're left to read yourself Alone to sit and wonder just how the story ends Cause no-one ever told you child You gotta be your own best friend Sunny days cloudy days Always seem the same If love were made of clouds I Almost wish that it would rain Even when the skies are clear The weather's always blue Every day would be nice If I had Someone I could come home to Love is it really love at all Or something that I heard love called Something that I heard love called Now life can sometimes slip away And love can pass you by If only it had been another place another time Maybe there'll be someone who likes to see you smile Who will want to stay with you And be your friend for a little while Then wake up in the morning Feeling so alive Something you can hold on to Not a shadow by your side I guess that there'll be time to talk Of things that we've been through That special time when all is real To feel reborn when love is new Love is it really love at all Or something that I heard love called Something that I heard love called Then sundown comes around again You find yourself alone Wander through a sea of eyes but always on your own Was it really all you thought that it was suppose to be Or are you just another face In someone's fading memory Love is it really love at all Or something that I heard love called Something that I heard love called From Eric Andersen "Blue River LP" Columbia Records 1972 copyright 1971 by Wind And Sand Music.