If Love is a Toy

It seems to me funny, this gift of mine,
Bought with the notion it would make all sublime.
The thing is, we all live in a material world,
A place full of idols, of symbolisms furled.

If love is a toy, I choose not to play.
If it isn't a Godsend, why, I will simply stay away.
Love is a man and a woman bound until they're old and gray,
And that, my friend, is really all I got to say.

Excuse me my darling, but may I inquire
About those lotions, those nasty things used to fuel the fire?
Those fallacious sorts of things are not really "real,"
For love has it's specific kinds of feel.

If love is a toy, I want no part.
If it isn't from the heart, well, it's off to a bad start.
Love can't be bought or sold from a shopping cart.
If you want my affection, hit the bullseye with a dart.

I see you're trying to reach my heart through country matters,
But I'll quickly let you know that'll leave all your hopes in tatters.
Darling, listen up, for there is only one certain way:
Show me your feelings, show me they're here to stay.

If love is a toy, I choose not to partake.
What for with a toy, for heaven's sake?
If you want to win over my heart, it's a piece of cake.
Just love me for life, forever, regardless of make.