What Is Love
Please tell me, what is love? (Oh, yes, won't you tell me what is love?)
What is love? (Oh, yes, won't you tell me what is love?)
What is love? (Oh, yes, won't you tell me what is love?)
What is love?
Love is a funny thing you can't explain (whoa-oh)
It makes you happy, but it brings a lot of pain
Who can tell me of this feeling I found? (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whenever he's near me, I feel my heart pound (I feel my, feel my heart pound)
Oh, boy, oh, boy
Love is a funny thing (whoa-oh), it helps you forget (whoa-oh)
All of the troubles that (whoa-oh) you might have met
When you have dreams that are shattered and torn (whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You will know he'll be there
And glad dreams are born (and you know that glad dreams are born)
Is this love?
So if your heart is broken (oh, oh, oh) and you long for his embrace (oh, oh, oh)
Just wait, and he'll be there (oh, oh, oh) with love you can't replace
He'll hold you, and kiss you, and whisper, "You're mine" (whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
And then you'll be bright and happy for the rest of time (for the rest, the rest of time)
Oh, gee
The rest of time, oh
He'll be there the rest of time (rest)
He'll be there, he'll be there the rest of time
What is love? (Oh, yes, won't you tell me what is love?)
What is love? (Oh, yes, won't you tell me what is love?)
What is love?
Love is a funny thing you can't explain (whoa-oh)
It makes you happy, but it brings a lot of pain
Who can tell me of this feeling I found? (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whenever he's near me, I feel my heart pound (I feel my, feel my heart pound)
Oh, boy, oh, boy
Love is a funny thing (whoa-oh), it helps you forget (whoa-oh)
All of the troubles that (whoa-oh) you might have met
When you have dreams that are shattered and torn (whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You will know he'll be there
And glad dreams are born (and you know that glad dreams are born)
Is this love?
So if your heart is broken (oh, oh, oh) and you long for his embrace (oh, oh, oh)
Just wait, and he'll be there (oh, oh, oh) with love you can't replace
He'll hold you, and kiss you, and whisper, "You're mine" (whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
And then you'll be bright and happy for the rest of time (for the rest, the rest of time)
Oh, gee
The rest of time, oh
He'll be there the rest of time (rest)
He'll be there, he'll be there the rest of time
Credits
Writer(s): George Francis Morton, Tony Michaels
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