10 Cc - The Things We Do For Love lyrics

Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair.

His lips are something wond'rous fair

The purest eyes and the bravest hands.

I love the grass whereon he stands.

I love my love and well he knows,

I love the ground whereon he goes

And if my love no more I see

my life would quickly fade away.

Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair.