you don't know what love is

you don't know what love is

'til you've learned the meaning of the blues

until you've loved a love you've had to lose

you don't know what love is. you don't know how lips hurt

until you've kissed and had to pay the cost

until you've flipped your heart and you have lost

you don't know what love is. do you know how a lost heart fears

at the thought of reminiscing

and how lips that taste of tears

lose their taste for kissing?

you don't know how hearts burn

for love that can

not live yet never dies. until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes

you don't know what love is.