Is This Love?
Went to the doctor to see what he would say
Told him I couldn? t sleep, my heart was racked with pain
Broke out in a cold sweat lying in my bed
My mouth was dry, my fever high had a spinning in my head Can? t find a single thing to take away the pain
Everything I tried to do, I tried and tried again
But all it seems to do is take away my pride
I looked for you but what? s the use
Your loving ain? t prescribed It? s a love thing, that? s what is It? s a love thing, no there ain? t no shots
It? s a love thing, never been no cure
The only thing to cure my ills is make sweet love to you Three weeks later, I don? t feel I? ve improved
No matter what I do, I can? t get close to you
Can? t find no treatment, no major surgery
To take away the empty space and put you next to me It? s a love thing, lying on my own
It? s a love thing, waiting by the phone
It? s a love thing, I don? t need no nurse
Gonna help this man, hold his hand only makes it worse That thing that makes him heal
But no matter how I try I feel
That you just want to play this game with me Now you and I have finally put things right
But I still need to dream, morning, noon and night
I feel much better than I ever did before
No matter how I try I seem to find I just can? t get off the floor