It's not the person, it's the feeling It's not the candle, it's the light It isn't his lips, it's the kissing It's not the lover I miss, it's the love It's not the flower, it's the garden It's not the temple or shrine, it's the divine It's not the prophet, it's the prophecy It's not the lover I miss, it's the love Drawn to the path that is doomed Triggers the hope in my heart Falling for the lies, why? It's not the hand I miss, it's the holding It's not the sunshine, it's the life It's not the bracelet, it's the giving It's not the lover I miss, it's the love Maybe the hardest thing is simply to walk away Knowing I'm alone again Attraction is distraction and distraction's my demise Open my eyes My broken heart reveals the truth and now I realize It's not the person, it's the feeling It's not the buddha, it's the peace It isn't his arms, it's the holding It's not the lover I miss, it's the love It's not the lover I miss, It's the love It's not the lover I miss, it's the love