Nine o'clock on a Sunday morning
Out of bed, hear the rain drops pouring
In my head, it's her voice that's rolling
She calls out to me she says
Is this love
Is it this feeling
That I get when you're leaving
How I want you to lean in
Is this love
Is it this feeling
That I get when you're leaving
How I want you to lean into my arms
Oh
So I swear, by all that's within me
To love and believe in
Even father our children
Cuz I don't know
How you are
So damn fine
No one's at par
You're the light
To my dark
And I just want you to know that
Indeed
This is love
It's even more than this feeling
That I get when you're leaving
How I want you to lean in
This is love
It's even more than this feeling
That I get when you're leaving
How I want you to lean into my arms
Oh
This is Love