Taste of One Songtext
von The Ace of Cups

You say you have no love to spare, I tell your love is like the air.
Why must you
keep your love so rare, when it′s around you everywhere.
Here, ahhh.
There
is no choice you have to make.
There is no love you must forsake.
A birth in every
breath you take, only to know your love's away.
Ahhh.
And if your mind is not at war, you′ll hear a whisper at your door.
You won't be asking what it's for.
The more you
love, I love you more.
Ahhh.
And so you have no need to run.
A touch of honey on your
tongue.
To say your joy has just begun.
How very sweet, the taste of one.