情感家园

What you have may not be ，not be yours to keep.
　　If I could find love， at a stop ，be in a park ，with open arms.
　　I would save all my love，in a jar ，made of spark，sealed in my beating heart.
　　Could it be yours to keep ，the jar of love.
　　Could you be my love
　　Could you be her love
　　Could you be his love
　　Could you be my love
　　Could I be your love