[00:00.000] 作曲 : Steven Chesklik-deMeyer/Tim Maner/Alan Stevens Hewitt/Steven Cheslik-DeMeyer
[00:11.587]This, this, this is not love.
[00:17.893]I don't know what it is.
[00:20.156]But I know this, this is not love.
[00:25.841]You touch with selfish hands.
[00:30.080]This is not love.
[00:32.677]You speak in cold demands.
[00:37.121]This is not love.
[00:39.316]Whatever you take, it isn't giving.
[00:43.147]When I, I have no choice.
[00:46.898]What kind of life am I living,
[00:50.265]if I, I have no voice?
[01:07.062]I don't know what it is.
[01:10.733]
[01:15.000]Sometimes you say the words,
[01:19.013]but this is not love.
[01:21.333]After thought apologies are not enough,
[01:28.335]to make me believe,
[01:30.138]make me forgive you,
[01:32.807]repair the damage done.
[01:35.257]It isn't enough,
[01:37.617]to say you're sorry
[01:40.538]and still have your fun.
[01:46.409]
[01:47.607]I want to feel that I can fall
[01:51.805]and not be made to feel a fool.
[01:55.613]I wanna look up
[01:57.449]and see a bright light shining through.
[02:01.996]To see arms outstretched to hold me,
[02:07.821]wanting nothing in return,
[02:11.665]but only for me to feel
[02:14.867]safe and secure.
[02:19.084]Is that too much to ask for?
[02:26.473]Is it so wrong to want more than this?
[02:34.759]
[02:35.724]Because this, this,
[02:42.600]this is not love.
[02:48.085]Oh, this is not love.
[02:57.789]This is not love.
[03:00.440]This is not love.
[03:04.463]This is not love.
[03:07.798]I don't know what it is,
[03:10.717]but I want out of it.

作曲 : Steven Chesklik-deMeyer/Tim Maner/Alan Stevens Hewitt/Steven Cheslik-DeMeyer
This, this, this is not love.
I don't know what it is.
But I know this, this is not love.
You touch with selfish hands.
This is not love.
You speak in cold demands.
This is not love.
Whatever you take, it isn't giving.
When I, I have no choice.
What kind of life am I living,
if I, I have no voice?
I don't know what it is.
Sometimes you say the words,
but this is not love.
After thought apologies are not enough,
to make me believe,
make me forgive you,
repair the damage done.
It isn't enough,
to say you're sorry
and still have your fun.
I want to feel that I can fall
and not be made to feel a fool.
I wanna look up
and see a bright light shining through.
To see arms outstretched to hold me,
wanting nothing in return,
but only for me to feel
safe and secure.
Is that too much to ask for?
Is it so wrong to want more than this?
Because this, this,
this is not love.
Oh, this is not love.
This is not love.
This is not love.
This is not love.
I don't know what it is,
but I want out of it.