hunting for love/running from love

The hounds of love are hunting
I’ve always been a coward
And I don’t know what’s good for me

I found a fox
Caught by dogs.
He let me take him in my hands.

His little heart,
It beat so fast,
And I’m ashamed of running away

From nothing real–
I just can’t deal with this,
I’m still afraid to be there,

Among your hounds of love,
And feel your arms surround me.

Oh, I’ve been sometimes under your wall
Peeping at all where I’m not welcome
I’ve seen you one time stumble and fall
But I still love you, you see

I’ve been five times back to the well
Seeking to tell myself we’re something
But you can’t teach what you can’t sell
And I’m not the only one, it seems

I still would say if you asked, It’s built on bonding
But others will take it all and leave you wanting
I know you’ve done this before to them
But here’s where it ends and where I stand

And I’ve been sometimes under your hedge
I ran like a rabbit from your rifles
You had me two times out on the ledge
But I still love you, you see

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