Cupid

I've got to find a way to get out of all this pain,
And get out of this misery they call love.
Cupid's hit me from above.
The tiny arrow,
He shoots and then he runs.
The curly hair,
As golden as the sun.
And the laughter,
The laughter of a young child.
Watch him skip, watch him dance, watch him smile.
His eyes, unaturally blue,
So bright, you feel the energy right through them.
His heart, something so small has never been so warm, and full of love.
And when push comes to shove,
He's the cutest little thing ever sent from above.