by John Denver

Perhaps love is like a resting place, a shelter from the storm

It exists to give you comfort, it is there to keep you warm

And in those times of trouble when you are most alone

The memory of love will bring you home

Love to some is like a cloud, to some as strong as steel

For some a way of living, for some a way to feel

And someone say love is holding on and some say letting go

And some say love is everything, and some say they don't know