This love

This love

This love is a strange love

A faded kind of day love

This love

This love

I think I'm gonna fall again

And even when you held my hand

It didn't mean a thing

This love

This love

Never has to say love

Doesn't know it is love

This love

This love

Doesn't have to say love

Doesn't need to be love

Doesn't mean a thing

This love

This love, oh-oh-oh ...

This strange love (strange love)

This love, ...                                             --   lines are repeated several times

This love