Vārdi: King Swamp. Is This Love?.

Who or what was I before you came into my life,
I am not sure.
You opened up a brand new part of me
When you opened up the door,
Time has slipped away,
I am living in a changeless state of now,
I'd like to pay a visit to my former self
But I don't know how

IS THIS LOVE?
IS THIS LOVE?
IS THIS LOVE?
IS IT JUST A DRUG
I CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF,
HOOKED BY THE PUSHER
IN A SMALL BLACK DRESS,
I SAY YES.

I have to reassess all the values that
That have brought me down this road,
The independant man against the benefits
Of sharing the load.
I'm thinking of children,
Thinking of mirrors and lies,
I'm questioning everything
I once held sacred in my life.

IS THIS LOVE?
IS THIS LOVE?
IS THIS LOVE?
IS IT JUST A DRUG
I CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF,
HOOKED BY THE PUSHER
IN A SMALL BLACK DRESS,
I SAY YES.

A certain chemical is released
into the bloodstream
When we meet,
Inducing a feeling of well being,
That everything's complete,
I cannot abuse or refuse
The feeling of the rush,
It's coming on so strong when we kiss,
And ooh when we touch.

IS THIS LOVE?
IS THIS LOVE?
IS THIS LOVE?
IS IT JUST A DRUG
I CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF,
HOOKED BY THE PUSHER
IN A SMALL BLACK DRESS,
I SAY YES