Cryptic words meander, now there is a song beneath the song
One day you'll learn, you'll soon discern its true meaning
An interesting detachment, a listless poem of love sincere
Desire, despair, overlapping melodies

And it's not a love, it's not a love
It's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song

And now the loops are reminiscing, recurring dreams of minor chords
Metred time, muted chimes find the beat
And in the pulse there lies conviction, a steady push and pull routine
Till cymbals swelled, high notes fell into reach

And it's not a love, it's not a love
It's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
(x2)

And it's not a love, it's not a love
It's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
(x2)