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    Metered 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       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