[Verse 1]
Oh, she's warm and soft
Like peaches and pears
The toothy smile
That she seldomly wears
And she's a smell so sweet
It breathes like a sigh
Of golden apples
And puff pastry pie

[Chorus]
Oh, is it love?
Though I can hardly call you mine
Is what it is
Is that the word
Oh, is it love?

[Verse 2]
She's the seams that bind
The moon to the night
The ebb and flow
Of her pale evening light
And she holds the stars
In the crook of her wing
To dream on soundly
When she starts to sing
[Chorus]
Oh, is it love?
When every word you utter rings
Like bluebells in the early days of spring

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
She's a wayward word
That plays on the tip of my tongue
The latent blip
Of a timeless rerun
And she's a path that flows
Where feet barely tread
The grass that grows
Where it once might have bled

[Chorus]
"Oh is it love?"
Is truly all I've ever said
And still I cannot help
But wonder why

[Outro]
If it is love (If it is love)
How I can bear to say goodbye
I'll see you then
And hope one day
I maybe cross your mind