When love calls then hides and sings
Our youthful eyes can see its wings,
There is no doubt what love can bring,
How nice to be in love.

When deep affection swells your heart,
And yearning causes worries to depart,
And deep affection you impart,
How pleasant love can be.

When burning kisses light your way,
And adoration casts your doubts away,
And moonlight walks are a bouquet
What a joy to be in love.

When one by one the vows are broken,
And doubts like secrets left unspoken,
And tenderness seems like a token,
Oh! how love can hurt.

When the fealty and trust has faded,
And the frightful silence has invaded,
And the spoken word seems jaded,
Ah! can we afford to love?
I wish I would have thought of that, "phases instead of faces" very good!