Love has packed her suitcase made of lavender and lace

She lined it with affection and stolen kisses from my face

And in among the kisses she scattered pieces of my heart

And covered them with feelings so as they would never part

The last thing that she took was all the hugs that I had given

She put them in her suitcase and tied them up with ribbon

Love left me in the night with her suitcase in her hand

I listened as her footsteps took her to another's land