What you thought was love crashed, a malfunctioned airbag
It left you with arm sores and change on the floorboard
Cops and paramedic came to give you shots of novacane
People warned you, "streets were rough!"
But you thought you knew enough
We were young, we had fun
But it left us feeling broke and mean
Growing up, fill your cup
With a love that feels a little more like
Agape
Call it bad timing, egos are blinding
Admit that love is effort and kindness
No it isn't always fun, and can be a painful one
Living hope, a father's way, teaching me to say
We were young, we had fun
But it left us feeling broke and mean
Growing up, fill your cup
With a love that feels a little like
Being young, being fun
With the one you'll be with at 93
And you learn, what you yearned
Was a love that feels a little more like
Agape
