Your love is like a chunk of gold
Hard to get and hard to hold,
Like a rose that's soft to touch
Love has thorns that hurt so much

Well, why must the same love that made me laugh make me cry?
Well now you think of love as sitting on a mountain
Think of it as a great big rock
Won't you think before you start it to rolling down
Because once you start it you can't make it stop

I've given all I have to give
And if you don't want me
I don't want to live

Well, why must the same love that made me laugh
Why you wanna make me cry?
Why you wanna make me cry?

Why you wanna make me wet my pillow?
I'm just crying like a weeping willow
Why you wanna make me cry?

Why you wanna make me mess up my pillow?
I'm just crying like a weeping willow
Why you wanna make me cry?