If love is madness,
May I never cry?
And if love is secret,
May I ask you why?
It's not just a dream,
It's more than it seems.
But you say it's not
What you call in a spot.

You said it is fault
But I feel my whole love.
But you said it's not
What between us, with both.
And now I know,
I know what it was -
It was just a madness
With rue and with hurt.