Love Changes

Love is this funny little feeling I never expected to hit me
Right between the eyes and I fell for all the clichés
Half my age and holding my heart in her hands

I made the toughest choice a man can make
Friends or lovers I chose to discover how deep
Our feelings went. This is not without hardships

Three of us travel a road all our own
Me, my beloved and a stranger
He doesn't come between us and all is well in my soul

Rembrandt, finding himself searching for a home only he will recognize adjusts to his romance with Margeret and having Kit slide with them. This group now becomes the primary focus.