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Teksty: Paul Williams. A Collection 1969-1979: Songs For The Family Of Man. Don't Call It Love.


Don't call it love
I have used that word before
And I sometimes mean it
Tho' it's never made me cry
Until tonight
Your falling asleep beside me
Made me feel so much alive
I thought I'd die
But let's not call it love
Don't call it love

Don't call it love
Although I've heard it sung in songs
And thought I'd tasted
Special feelings in a line
Until tonight
And nobody knows the feeling
Of your perfect body
Pressed so close to mine
But let's not call it love
Don't call it love

You and I
Aren't questioning the ages
Or the generations past
But in the time we've known
We've discovered
Feelings of our own
Don't call it love
Don't call it love

Don't call it love
If it hasn't got a name
No one can claim it
It will always be our own
To wander free
And no one will dare to tame it
We can share it and then
Watch how it grows
But let's not call it love
Don't call it love
Don't call it love