(Richard Barraclough/David Charvet/Oskar Paul)

I don't wanna slip, I don't wanna trip
Falling in love again 'cause that's the way it's always been
I wanna get a ride, it's the time of my life
Picking up the pieces that I know I left behind

I can feel it coming back again
Got to give it one more try, giving up is not my style, no

The more I learn the less I know about this thing called love
The more I touch the less I feel, it's hard to know what's real
I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love ?

I don't wanna drift from the touch of your lips
Feelings that I can't deny when I look into your eyes
What I'm gotta do when I'm talking to you
Words are getting kind of hard cause they're coming from my heart

I can feel it coming back again
Got to give it one more try, giving up is not my style, no

The more I learn the less I know about this thing called love
The more I touch the less I feel, it's hard to know what's real
I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love ?

I'm not giving up
I get lost sometimes
Got to give it one more try, giving up is not my style, no

I can feel it, I can feel it coming back again
I can feel it, I can feel it coming back again
I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love ?

The more I learn the less I know about this thing called love
The more I touch the less I feel, it's hard to know what's real
I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love ?

I can feel it, I can feel it coming back again
I can feel it, I can feel it coming back again
I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love ?

How to love, how to love
(Can you hear me) Ohh how to love, hmm how to love.