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.