She sees everyone else falling

She watches love unfold

She looks on with bated breath

For a story to be told

She makes the magic happen

She gives the gift of love

She pulls the strings of happiness

With her wings soft as a dove

She must be laughing silently

She must be giggle at our pain

She lets her magic break apart

While we're left out in the rain

Maybe she's just bitter

Maybe she does what she's told

No matter how you tell it

Cupid is a lonely soul.