You don't know what love is

You don't know what love is
Until you've known the meaning of the Blues.
Until you've lost a love you 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 feels
The thought of reminiscing?
And how lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing?

You don't know how hearts burns
For love that cannot live, yet never dies;
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes:
You don't know what love is. Do you know how a lost heart feels
The thought of reminiscing?
And how lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing?

You don't know how hearts burns
For love that cannot live, yet never dies;
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes:
You don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
What love is.
What love is.