You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs

And you have never been in love,
Until you've seen the dawn rise,
behind the home for the blind

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

[...]

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen sunlight form
over smashed human bones

[...]

And he stole from the rich and the poor
and the not-very-rich and the very poor
and he stole all hearts away

-Morrissey