If you love her, run for cover There's nothing there to soothe the sootherof her Aye, it's true, she loves anotherDon't cry, just find another If you love her, you will lose itHer head's a fog, her heart's under construction She'll turn you inside out with confusionUnless you really love herEach lover on their own carries with them Some sort of riddle that you can reason withAnd if you want it enough, do listen to The harmony beyond what I'm seeingLove's a work of art With more dimensions than your brush can fitAny page, they're aware of this But he's torn, she wants to try to make it fitAnywayHere you are, but you're not ready To let me know if it's realIt's time for you, but all of these flowers Are falling too, so why the temptation?Here you areIf you love her, run for cover There's nothing thereto soothe the soother of her Aye, it's true, she loves anotherLa, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, laIf you love her, find another This one is used, her heart is undercoverHer doubts would suffocate a lover And her head is wrapped in questionsIf you love her, run for cover There's nothing there to suit the suitor of herAye, it's true, she loves another No, don't cry, just find another