So, What did love do to me? The wind caresses me as it blows As petal leaping through the breeze, This lively dead one, doesn't fight the storm anymore The harsh sunrays seems pleasant Envious of the glitters of Light that I used to hide from Letting these eternal flares burn my skin After all, What did 'love' do to me? So, What did 'love' do to them ? Why did the blood coated soldier turn kind, Why did the heartbroken one cried, Why must the dead, still want to live, a little longer..? So, What must have 'love' done to them? In the end, What did 'love' do to me? I am all the love I gave, With Cracks all over my heart's painting ; Not the love I was told Eventually, I became love