Is This Love

Is this love? Is this love?

There are thoughts you've been thinking you hardly know

Ways you've been surveying you don't dare to go

The creation or fantasy rears its head

And a life that seems impossible beckons instead

He spends days in your memory, nights in your dreams Decades in exile, that's how it seems

And it's hard to account for the way that you feel

Harder still to tell between what's imagined and real

Is this love? Is this love?

Is this love? Is this love?

There are a hundred things to strive for, a thousand life goals

To lodge a million square pegs with a million square holes

In the search for a partner, a fit like a glove

We avoid forming habits and deny ourselves what

Could be love. Is this love?

Is this love? Is this love?

Still you keep searching for year upon year

Hoping for someone to show

Trusting your instinct despite your worst fear

Will it be, will you see, will you know?

There are codes for these exchanges, agendas we share

Rules to observe, awkward details to spare

These are no grounds for wearing your heart on your sleeve

You can never have it broken if you hide it from what

Could be love. Is this love?

Is this love? Is this love?