Love It As It Comes

I was asking Alexandra, I've been begging Berenice And I counted on Cecille till Doris opened doors for me She said: “Boy, you're such a mess, you only want what you can't get And you're still complaining in your cuckoo's nest What a lie to say you're worried when in fact you're terrified That the words that you are singing and then saying aren't quite right You're separating wings, your preparation never brings You to the end or the beginning of a thing You've got a garden full of flowers And your father loves his son and you're taking it for Granted that you're spared from The damage being done - you gotta love it as it comes! Love, love, love it as it comes! You gotta love it as it comes.” I felt offended, I felt weak, but I began to understand I found a view and then found peace in front of Doris' door again The peace was so eclectic and the view, it was so plain I noticed after all they're all the same I've got a garden full of flowers I'm my father's only son and I've taken it for Granted that I'm spared from Some damage being done - I gotta love it as it comes Love, love, love it as it comes To warm my heart and fill my lungs Love, love, love it as it comes With piping pipes and drumming drums Love, love, love it as it comes