Let them say what they want, Love

We know better

Cowards can’t shake the world we build all our own

Let them say what they will

Let the world tell us we’ll be sorry

If they haven’t learned by now, they never will

These secrets only you and I know

We’ll smile at all sages, naysayers

Why would we not delight in this miracle?

They don’t know any better, Love

And what did we know

Before love plucked us from our separate worlds?

And what do we know compared to what we will know

Of worlds, of secrets, of joy