It is up to your love...
Whether we have a feast or famine.
It's,
Up to your love.
It is up to your love.

It is up to your love...
Whether we have a feast or famine.
It's,
Up to your love.
It is up to your love.

Baby, I've been sighin'.
And wondering why with a hurt inside,
Why I can meet your needs.
But my needs you leave.
And baby I've been tryin',
How to understand...
You!

Baby, I've been sighin'.
And wondering why with a hurt inside.
Baby, I've been sighin'.
And wondering why with a hurt inside.
Why?
We either feast or famine.

It is up to your love...
Whether we have a feast or famine.
It's,
Up to your love.
It is up to your love.

It is up to your love...
Whether we have a feast or famine.
It's,
Up to your love.
It is up to your love.

Lawrence S. Pertillar

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feast-or-famine-2/