Answer:
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The babyโs right,
I have a face, yet no senses. But I don't really care, because time is of the essence.
They're up near the sky, on something very tall. Sometimes they die, only then do they fall.
My coat keeps me safe From damage thatโs near. I cause you happiness, sadness, Anticipation and fear. On the outside, I am put under judgment of price. But my insides have far more value That not even MONEY can suffice.
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. And whoever knows it wants it not
If itโs information you seek, come and see me. If itโs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?