The Same Love That Made Me Laugh - Al Jarreau
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 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 cry
Why you wanna make me cr
Why you wanna make me mess up my pillow