• They say we don't know love,
    that we are too young to understand it's grasp.
    But they don't know you and me,
    they don't know my past.

    This is love,
    what we share.
    They wouldn't know,
    they are not always there.

    What should we tell them,
    Should we shrug and smile?
    How should we act,
    should we play it cool for a while?

    This is love,
    what we share.
    They wouldn't know,
    they are not always there.

    Do they hear my heartbeat,
    when you say my name?
    Do they know your kisses,
    make me go insane?

    This is love,
    what we share.
    They wouldn't know,
    they are not always there.

    I dream of you,
    whenever i'm asleep.
    The thought of me not with you,
    makes me crouch down and weep.

    This is love,
    what we share.
    They wouldn't know,
    they are not always there.

    I long to be in your arms,
    to feel your warmth around me.
    This is love....
    why can't they let us be....