Frances - What is love

^EmDoes anyone really kn^Dow how to l^Cove? ^{D Em}Does anyone really fe^Del what they dre^Camt of? ^D

Or ^Emis it all a puzzle maze But we n^Dever actually walk out the oth^Cer side ^D

^EmWe go round and round and round ^DTaking wrong times And clinging to the e^Cdges of our^Dselves

What is^C this thing that we c^Dalled love? What is t^Emhis thing that I dr^Geamt of? What is t^Chis thing that with such^D a rush? What is t^Emhis thing that we ca^Glled love?

What is love^Em? ^Bm Oh, what is lo^Cve? ^D

^EmYou think you felt it a^Dll But then it h^Cits ^{D Em}A comet from ab^Dove Crashes into your li^Cps ^D

And su^Emddenly you find yourself Th^Dinking of things you never thought of be^Cfore ^D

And so^Emmething in you changes You can't th^Dink of anything else Apart from the per^Cson that left a rose by your^D door

What is this t^Ching that we ca^Dlled love? What is this t^Emhing that I dre^Gamt of? What is this t^Ching that with ^Dsuch a rush? What is this t^Emhing that we ca^Glled love?

What is lo^Emve? ^Bm Oh, what is l^Cove? ^D What is lo^Emve? ^Bm Oh, what is l^Cove? ^D

What is this th^Cing that we cal^Dled love? What is this th^Eming that I drea^Gmt of? What is this th^Cing that with su^Dch a rush? What is this th^Eming that we call^Ged love?

What is this th^Cing that we cal^Dled love? What is this th^Eming that we called love?