Love Song No. 38

I sat down with my paper And tried to think of something But all that came out Was without a doubt Somebody's love to sing I put it in the cabinet And buried it away For all that I knew It could've been true But not what we needed today And why is everything a love song? It's all you hear on the radio No matter where you go No matter what you dial Everyone loves a good love song And I can't say that they'd be wrong Another short-lived feeling Another long, hard day I think of a friend For hours on end And wish that she would stay But I don't lift my pencil No, I don't say a word 'Cause it would be weird If she were right here And ended up being unnerved And why is everything a love song? It's all you hear on the radio No matter where you go, no No matter what you dial Everyone loves a good love song And I can't say that they'd be wrong (Woo!) What's not to love? Well, it's all been said before! To catalogue "Love Song No. 38" Mmm-hmm, I can't take it anymore! I stare at my hand-scrawled thoughts Long into the night And try to tell myself That it's perfect (Heh) But not quite... And why is everything a love song? Whoa, it's all you hear on the radio No matter where you go No matter what you dial Everyone loves a good love song And I can't say that they'd be wrong No, I can't say that they'd be wrong No, I can't say that they'd be wrong No, I can't say that they'd be wrong No, I can't say...