How do I know I love you, girl?

Is it the way you wear your hair? Mmm

Is it your smile that tells me I adore you?

Or the scent of your perfume?

How do I know I love you, baby?

My stomach does flips when you're near, yeah

Call me a fool, call me sentimental

But call me please, call me, dear

I'll take you on a magic carpet ride

Flip around Venus and through Mars and down the other side

If you're not with me, baby, it don't mean much to me

How do I know, how do I know I love you?

I guess it's something in the air, baby

Hey, hey, hey, yeah

Yes, yes, yes

Walking in New Orleans, down Bourbon Street, hand in hand

Something in the air, baby

I'll take you on a magic carpet ride

Flip around Venus and through Mars and down the other side

Oh, but if you're not with me, baby

The trip just don't mean much to me, no, no, no

And I know now how it must be

And oh how do I know I love you? Hey, yeah

Don't you know, girl, you mean the world to me, oh

Oh, it's such ecstasy

How do I know, hey, hey, hey, hey, I love you? Yeah

Oh baby, could it be when you do what you do

You touch my body, it thrills me through and through, yeah

I guess it's something in the air, baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know, it's a trip to sing a song full of love, the expectation of love, and then you turn around and you sing a song that's where love is gone and has left and it's not here anymore. But isn't that the way of the world? I mean, joy, pain, bitter, sweet. You can't truly experience the exhilaration, high of one unless you've known the depth of the other