That's Love That It Is - Blancmange

Yea, that’s love that it is

Umm, that’s love that it is

When you come rushing into my heart

When you com running out of the fire

It must be love that it is

Yea, that’s love that it is

I think I’m the only one that’s got an idea

And I come running full of desire

And that’s love that it is

And you call me, and that’s love, and that’s love that it is

And call me

And that

And that

And that

That, that, that, that’s love that is

And then you fall into my arms and I fell for all your charms

And I’m sure I’m the only one that cares

And I’ve got this idea I’m a foreign correspondent

And I hear the lines are all engaged

So it came of no surprise, I sent a letter home

But you live so far away from me

No matter what I do I just can’t see

Shame on me for it makes no sense

But that’s love, love, love, love, love that it is

Scream to extreme, I’ll do anything for you

Black and white, and then you turn me black and blue

High and low, rough with the smooth, night and day

And you turn my pleasure to pain

I’ve got a tongue tied message, all I want is you

A black eyed reply, clearly made me blue

I’m wishing on a wishbone that you weren’t there

I might as well rock on, you just don’t care

I fight a loosing battle, all I want is you

Thinking one day might make it clear

You come laughing, full of desire

And you call me to your side

And you haul out all my pride

And I see your changing points of view

Ain’t no surprise that it’s love that is

And that’s love that it is

And you call me, and that’s love, and that’s love that it is

And call me

And that

And that

And that

That, that, that, that’s love that is

And then you fall into my arms

And that’s love that is

And I fell for all your charms

And that’s love that is

And that’s love that is