It's a hard one

It is strange this thing we call love
You don't know who to give it too
And when you share it thinking she might be the one
You’ll find that she's moved on to some other

It is strange this thing we call love
You give it away to the one you love like it’s free
And then you turn around you realize that
Your balance, has actually gone down a wee

It is strange this thing we call love
We think that it is endless
That the river that flows on and on
And the source seems simply boundless

And when the one you seem to love
Just turns around and goes away
It’s a hard one bud when you don’t talk back
For your head is all messed up taking the flak