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