Sitting in my front room
on a rainy afternoon
my mind turns to think of you
and how i might see you soon
then i get myself a glass of milk
and a color magazine
i flick through it slowly
but the pages are unseen
and i think
(*)who knows what love is
i wonder if you do
who could tell me what love is
i wish it could be you
i wish it could be you
Sitting in my front room
as the sun is going down
i'm wishing i had someone
who could maybe come around
oh but all i do is watch tv
a program i want to
but i never see it
'cause i'm thinking about you
and i think
(*repeat 2 times)
Who knows (repeat)