An Ode to the Title's of Love

I don't want to end up like Eleanor Rigby, I thought all I needed was love, but I know that it was yesterday that night turned into day. You know sometimes anything goes and sometimes it doesn't. I thought it would be so nice to come home to my love, but the stardust in her angel eyes was gone. Soon the autumn leaves will be here, and there will be an ill wind among us. But maybe, just maybe, there will be joy in spring and my shining hour will come. For all we know now is that it's summertime. It's too darn hot, but so what, i'll still make some sort of impression on you. Maybe until i'm blue and green in the face. I'll be in a sentimental mood the more i see you. No witchcraft can take that away from me, you make me want to fly to the moon, you make me feel so young again. I love you.