Is it called love?

Deep in my heart, from where I know not,
Resides a warm feeling, a feeling I love,
It proves to me something, something I thought once lost,
A feeling inside my heart, I think it’s called love.

As it wells up inside me, I try to know why,
My heart sings out loud to me, or is this just lust,
Yes this is the real thing, I think it is so,
A feeling inside my heart, I think it’s called love.

A glimpse as I pass, a touch of her hand,
She knows me so well by now, I wish she could know,
She looked at me tenderly, I hope she feels too,
A feeling inside my heart, I think it’s called love.

I know I should do it, I know I should tell,
But if she rejects me, my life will turn hell,
Should I just risk it, It may all go well,
A feeling inside my heart, I think it’s called love.

I send her a note, I wish I could speak,
I’m too shy to say it, how will she react,
She smiles as she reads it, I can see her from here,
A feeling inside my heart, I think it’s called love.

She looks all around her, she spies me out here,
Walking on over, a smile on her face,
Sliding her arms straight around me, my world is complete,
A feeling inside my heart, I know it’s called love.