Hard Truth

 Stanza 1

No one ever says this 

That respect is priceless but not enough

That hard work is golden but still lacking

After a hard day's work, love is all it takes

A little touch with a sweet word of our day it makes 

CHORUS

Our days are numbered but not labelled

And our love is satisfying but not quantified

Overdose does not kill but diverse times, different demands

On a street day volumes may help 

Heyday at home pals can play below the belt 

Stanza 2

How nice a morning peck

Do you feel it differently from the morning greeting

What about a hug🤗 promise for the evening

With a thrilling story of life away from home

A little truth told well as if to a throne 

CHORUS

Our days are not numbered but not labelled

Our love is satisfying but not quantified

Overdose does not kill but diverse times, different demands

On a street day volumes may help 

Heyday in at home pals can play below the belt 

Hook

When we have sacrificed for ourselves beyond self

That we can't in anyway hurt others 

Our language tones down from ethics to "worth it"

For love is not a game nor a business

Love is the name to which our priceless person responds