This Thing Called Love کے بول

What more could I do If love made what I feel for you? Won't you say that you love me? For, in your eyes, I know this to be true Swear that you flew The moment I held on to you Why'd you let go of me When I know that you're falling too? Just tell me it will never be And tell me I'm too blind to see You don't love me, let me hold you again How can I be friends with this thing called love? Love Love Love It's no use for me I'm left with nothing to do About us, still I don't understand Why each night I died, I was held in your hands So, just tell me it will never be And tell me I'm too blind to see You don't love me, let me hold you again How can I be friends with this thing called love? Tell me it will never be And tell me I'm too blind to see You don't love me, let me hold you again How can I be friends with this thing called love? Love Love