He's out of Work.
What else can he do but to watch as the day moves on.
His kids are gone, and his wife has left for her job. Where does
he belong?
Where's the center of your being? Where is your strongest feeling?
Don't you know that it is love, love, love. It's got to be....
He sits alone, and he starts to think, tries to figure out what
went wrong.
He doesn't know, so he goes to the fridge and he sees that the last
beer's gone. Where's your steady consolation? What is your supreme
location?
Don't you know that it is love, love, love. You know that is love,
sweet love. Don't you know that it is love, love, love. It's got
to be....