LYRIC FOR SALE

By Aya May

Love isn’t perfect…
1 Verse
Love isn’t perfect, never planned,
It’s living, aching, out of hand.
It twists and turns through shade and light,
No stars, no filters in its sight.
It isn’t roles or polished art,
But silent depths within the heart.
It stays when everything has fallen,
When all my heart inside is calling.

Chorus
You and I - an endless chord,
Sometimes minor, sometimes soared.
We lose ourselves along the way,
Yet in our hearts we choose to stay.
I don’t believe in peaceful lies,
But catch your glances like sunrise.
We break and shout - yet this is true:
What’s real survives the cracks we go through.





2 Verse
We are no heroes from the screen,
No rescues staged in silver scenes.
Sometimes just shadows turned away,
Sometimes the breath of quiet May.
But when I’m silent - that’s reply,
And when I stay - it’s not goodbye.
I’ve never learned a cold “no more”
When hearts still long to fight the war.

Chorus
You and I - an endless chord,
Sometimes minor, sometimes soared.
We lose ourselves along the way,
Yet in our hearts we choose to stay.
I don’t believe in peaceful lies,
But catch your glances like sunrise.
We break and shout - yet this is true:
What’s real survives the cracks we go through.

3 Verse
I don’t know love by written rules,
Timed perfect lines and final cues.
They say the way I live is wrong,
I choose my heart where I belong.
Perhaps my strength is simply this -
Wild feelings no one can dismiss.
The stars may guide another way,
But next to you I need no pay.

Chorus
You and I - an endless chord,
Sometimes minor, sometimes soared.
We lose ourselves along the way,
Yet in our hearts we choose to stay.
I don’t believe in peaceful lies,
But catch your glances like sunrise.
We break and shout - yet this is true:
What’s real survives the cracks we go through.