Is It Love Listen I don't think I got this right I though we just had the time of our lives One word from her and your back in her arms
Listen you thrill me so easily I'm diseased, stumbling swept off of my feet One word from her and your back in her arms But is it love? Oh is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love?
Look at all that we've overcome I was so sure it wasn't for fun One word from her, and your back with her charms
Come home, leave it, is not too late But no more running in figures of eight One word from her and our back in her arms
But is it love? Oh is it love?
Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love?
Is it love?
One word from her and your back One word from her and your back One word from her and your back in her arms But is it love? Is it love? Oh is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Oh is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Oh is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Oh is it love? Is it love? Is it love? Oh is it love? ...