All in love is fair.

Good day.
Bad day.
Strange day.
All in the same day.

Restless and irritated.
Dancing does me good.
So many pieces missing.
I don't care to explain.
Just like you.

Spring offers a traditional promise
of a better time to come.
A promise so uncertain
I don't dare to believe it.
The new smells, the wet pavement
and romantic flowers of may whispers
of late summer nights
and new young love.

I feel left out.
I feel cheated.
Summer is not going to bring any success.
Summer will dissapoint.
Just as me...
Too many times before.

All in love is fair.
Is btw a song by Stevie wonder.