If Columbus never sailed the sea
If Longfellow never wrote a rhyme
If leaves have never grown upon a tree
And if the sands have never told the time

Then I guess I don’t love you
(like I do)
Then I guess I’ll have to find me
(someone new)
Then I guess this love I feel couldn’t possibly be real

If Beethoven never wrote a song
And if Shakespeare never wrote a play
If a man has never been wrong
And if night has never followed day

Then I guess I don’t love you
(like I do)
Then I guess I’ll have to find me
(someone new)
Then I guess this love for you couldn’t possibly be true

If high is low, and up is down
And if love is not considered an emotion
(if yes is no)
If yes is no
(and square is round)
And square is round
(and if waves have never road across the ocean)
Oh-o-oh
If Michelangelo could never paint
And if Jezebel was a saint
Then I guess I don’t love you
(like I do)
Then I guess I’ll have to find me
(someone new)
Then I guess this love form couldn’t possibly be strong

Then I guess I don’t love you
(like I do)
Then I guess I’ll have to find me
(someone new)
Then I guess this love for you couldn’t possibly be true