Everything growing continues to grow
In the world that you left when you needed to go
The wind blows the trees as it rains from above
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love

The paper still comes at a quarter to four
And the rust in the hinges still seizes the door
And what's to be done of the white winged dove
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love

What's to become of the feeling I knew
If the changing of lives said the truth be untrue
And what should I see in the memory of you
Tell me what's to become
What's to become of a lover like me
Who's been here for the lives they'll finally see
And what of the wishes of the stars from above
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love
(Bury your feelings boy)

What if the universe named us a child
Would the bonus of time be a million miles?
And someone is throwing the end is a glove
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love

Cause flowers are flowers
And flowers are fine
Blossoming colors that bloom in a line
That lead to a land where there's more to be of
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love

What's to become of the feeling I knew
If the changing of lives said the truth be untrue
And what should I see in the memory of you
Tell me what's to become

What's to become of a lover like me
Who's been here for the lives they'll finally see
And what of the wishes of the stars from above
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love
Tell me what's to become of the meaning of love