Is It Really Love at All - Eric Andersen

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 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 only it had 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 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 is it really love at all

Or something that I heard love called

Something that I heard love called