Love, I Hear - Cyrille Aimée

Now that we’re alone

May I tell you I’ve been feeling very strange

Either something’s in the air

Or else a change is happening in me

I think I know the cause

I hope I know the cause

From everything I’ve heard

There’s only one cause it can be

Love, I hear, makes you smile a lot

Also love, I hear, leaves you weak

Love, I heart, makes you blush and turns you ashen

You try to speak with passion, and squeak, I hear

Love, they say, makes you pine away

But you pine away with an idiotic grin

I pine, I blush, I squeak, I squawk

Today I woke too weak to walk

What’s love?

I hear, I feel, I fear, I’m in

Love, they say, makes you pine away

But you pine away with an idiotic grin

I’m dazed, I’m pale, I’m sick, I’m sore

I’ve never felt so well before

What’s love?

I hear

I feel, I fear

I know I am

I’m sure, I mean

I hope, I trust

I pray, I must be in

Forgive me if I shout

Forgive me if I crow

I’ve only just found out, and

Well, I thought you ought to know