I Do It For Your Love — Herbie Hancock

We were married on a rainy day The sky was yellow And the grass was gray We signed the papers And we drove away I do it for your love

The rooms were musty And the pipes were old All that winter we shared a cold Drank all the orange juice That we could hold I do it for your love

Found a rug In an old junk shop And I brought it home to you Along the way the colors ran The orange bled the blue

The sting of reason The splash of tears The northern and the southern Hemispheres Love emerges And it disappears I do it for your love I do it for your love