イフ・イッツ・ラヴ

Jumped out of bed this morning With a smile upon my face It's still there while I shave my chin But the reason's hard for me to trace I cook myself some breakfast Have some coffee while I muse Where could this smile have come from? It's a muscle that I rarely use Call the doctor with my symptoms Should I spend all day in bed? Can you explain what's ailing me? And this is what my doctor said If it's love, it has no season If it's love, there is no cure If it's love, it won't see reason And of this you can be sure If it's love, you must surrender (you must surrender) If it's love that's turned you 'round (turned you 'round) If it's love, the odds are slender (the odds are slender) If it's love, you're sunk without a trace One case can bring you down You smile and your heart skips a beat You hear a church bell chiming A sound that's ringing in your ears Will set your heartbeat climbing And my doctor's diagnosis? His opinion and I quote "I'll write you a prescription" And this is what my doctor wrote If it's love, it has no season If it's love, there is no cure If it's love, it won't see reason And of this you can be sure If it's love, you must surrender (you must surrender) If it's love, then you must yield (then you must yield) If it's love, the odds are slender (the odds are slender) If it's love, the trap's already laid And I'm afraid your fate is all but sealed