This thing called love.
What is loveWhat does it mean
The burning aching makes you scream
What is a word by which to say I'd stand here by
You all the way
What truth is this I can't resist
The songs and feelings are all but this
A hug and kiss
It's peaceful bliss it's mad it's raging
And never aging
It's kind it's good it's hot and sweet
It flows like a current sips me off my feet
And think that it's all the gift the best, sent from above
What is this thing, this thing called love
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