Sitting here forgotten like
A book upon a shelf
No one there to turn the page
You're left to read yourself
Alone to sit and wonder just how the story ends
Cause no-one ever told you child
You gotta be your own best friend
Sunny days cloudy days
Always seem the same
If love were made of clouds I
Almost wish that it would rain
Even when the skies are clear
The weather's always blue
Every day would be nice If I had
Someone I could come home to
Love oh
Is it really love at all
Or something that I heard love called
Something that I heard love called
Now life can sometimes slip away
And love can pass you by
If it had only been another place another time
Maybe there'll be someone who likes to see you smile
Who will want to stay with you
And be your friend for a little while
Then wake up in the morning
Feeling so alive
Something you can hold on to
Not a shadow by your side
I guess that there'll be time to talk
Of things that we've been through
That special time when all is real
To feel reborn when love is new
Love oh
Is it really love at all
Or something that I heard love called
Something that I heard love called
Then sundown comes around again
You find yourself alone
Wander through a sea of eyes but always on your own
Was it really all you thought that it was suppose to be
Or are you just another face
In someone's fading memory
Love oh
Is it really love at all
Or something that I heard love called
Something that I heard love called
Something that I heard love called
Something that I heard love called