You can see the dreams inside her eyes when you tell her that you love her You can see what it means to be alive when you hold her close to you All the love inside All the dreams we hide You can see the sunshine through the rainfall You can see the land mines through the sand You can see all the birds that sing, like a sailor on dry land You can see it... You can see the love But you can't see gonorrhea No you can't see gonorrhea No you can't see gonorrhea, oh no, oh no... What were we just talking about Love? Love... Love is like a spiral ride inside a twisting mine with the walls all closing in Those walls will crumble, but your lover will still be there beside you, wishing, they hadn't been Love's not a flaming torch It's not a rolling sea It's a feel disheveled, like a small creeping devil Some things can't be seen No you can't see gonorrhea No you can't see gonorrhea, oh no Well you can't see gonorrhea Oh no, oh no Well you can't see gonorrhea No you can't see gonorrhee-oh-no Well you can't see gonorrhea Oh no, oh no You can't see gonorrhea You can't see gonorrhea You can't see gonorrhea No no no no nooooooooo, no no no no noooooo gonorrhee-oh-no Well you can't see gonorrhea Oh no, whoah no