Who would sell their soul for love?
Or waste one tear [bad word] Should be easy enough
To know a heartache in disguise
But the [bad word] the mind
And the going gets rough
Pride takes the fall
When you find that kind of love

I can't help feeling like a fool
Since I lost that place inside
Where my heart knew its way
And my soul was ever wise
Once innocence was lost
There was not faith enough
Still my heart held on
When it found that kind of love

Though beauty is rare enough
Still we [bad word] Somehow we'll find it there
With no guarantee
It seems to me
At least it should be fair

But if it's only tears and pain
Isn't it still worth the cost
Like some sweet saving grace
Or a river we must cross
If we don't understand
What this life is made of
We learn the [bad word] When we find that kind of love
Cause when innocence is lost
There is not faith enough
We learn the [bad word] When we find that kind of love