I got love and you've got none   So let's turn two hearts into one   Love's an easy thing for some   But for them it's quickly gone   It doesn't take a William Blake   So say a heart's easy to break   So let's learn from all our past mistakes   And never give less than we take      I'll never understand   Why there can't be a book   But if you take my hand   There's a chance we can look      I know a place by central park   Open late nights after dark   They treat books like trading cards   They sell their ones to the stars   Maybe they would have a book   With love's secrets understood   Written back in '92   Writers always know the truth      I'll never understand   Why there can't be a book   But if you take my hand   There's a chance we can look      I'm not saying that ignorance is bliss   Coz I’ve met them   The ignorant and   Well they try to tell me love doesn't exist   I'm just saying   Some things are just better left unknown   But of course   I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong      And if we ever find that book   Let’s rip the damn thing into two   We can take our own   Romantic chances