Love Itself - Leonard Cohen

Written by：Leonard Cohen/Sharon Robinson

The light came through the window

Straight from the sun above

And so inside my little room

There plunged the rays of love

In streams of light I clearly saw

The dust you seldom see

Out of which the nameless makes

A name for one like me

I'll try to say a little more

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door

Then love itself love itself was gone

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance

I'll try to say a little more

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door

Then love itself love itself was gone

Then I came back from where I'd been

My room it looked the same

But there was nothing left between

The nameless and the name

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance

I'll try to say a little more

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door

Then love itself love itself was gone

Love itself love itself was gone