When I first met you,
I thought I loved you,
but how could I have known that,
if I didn't know much about you.
When you kissed me,
I thought it was real,
but how could I have known that,
if I don't know what real feels like.
You told me you wanted to go out with me,
that you were going to break up with your girlfriend,
but how could I have known that was true,
if I didn't trust you.
How can I know if what I feel for you
is love or hate,
if I don't even know the time nor day.
How can I say that I love you,
If I'm not sure I know
what Love is.