What is love?
Is it kids playing in the woods?
Is it living without shoulds?
I know it's good
What is love?
It must be a natural refrain
Underneath some pouring rain
Then why's it insane?
So I'm singing
On a spring morning
I'll just sing the lover's song
Until I'm gone
What is love?
Does it feel like the wind between the trees?
Maybe it tastes like honey for the bees?
Maybe it shifts like the seven seas?
What is love?
It must be natural and real
I'm sure it sometimes skips a meal
But it can be made of steel
So I'm singing
On this spring morning
I'll just sing the lover's song
Until I'm gone
So I'm singing
All my lovers I'm mourning
I'll just sing the lover's song
Until I'm gone
Until I'm long gone