What's this sickness I'm feeling?
It must be love
Like a fever?
It must be love
It must be
What's this hurt, this pain, not knowing my own name?
This darkness above, it must be love
Deranged, unhinged and feeling like I've sinned
What was I thinking of?
It can only be love
It's crawling, destroying and twisting its way in
Now I'll never be rid of
This fever called love
Love, love, love
This sickness called love
It must be...
You're me, I'm you, what have we turned into?
It's all I'm made of, this feeling called love
A hunger, a thirst, a feeling like I'm cursed
I'll never have enough
Of this sickness called love
What's caused this misery?
Will I ever be free?
It can only be love
And I'll never get enough
Jonathan Pilcher - It Must Be Love Lyrics
Jonathan Pilcher - It Must Be Love Lyrics
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What's this sickness I'm feeling?
It must be love
Like a fever?
It must be love
It must be
What's this hurt, this pain, not knowing my own name?
This darkness above, it must be love
Deranged, unhinged and feeling like I've sinned
What was I thinking of?
It can only be love
It's crawling, destroying and twisting its way in
Now I'll never be rid of
This fever called love
Love, love, love
This sickness called love
It must be...
You're me, I'm you, what have we turned into?
It's all I'm made of, this feeling called love
A hunger, a thirst, a feeling like I'm cursed
I'll never have enough
Of this sickness called love
What's caused this misery?
Will I ever be free?
It can only be love
And I'll never get enough
It must be love
Like a fever?
It must be love
It must be
What's this hurt, this pain, not knowing my own name?
This darkness above, it must be love
Deranged, unhinged and feeling like I've sinned
What was I thinking of?
It can only be love
It's crawling, destroying and twisting its way in
Now I'll never be rid of
This fever called love
Love, love, love
This sickness called love
It must be...
You're me, I'm you, what have we turned into?
It's all I'm made of, this feeling called love
A hunger, a thirst, a feeling like I'm cursed
I'll never have enough
Of this sickness called love
What's caused this misery?
Will I ever be free?
It can only be love
And I'll never get enough
Writer: JONATHAN DAVID PILCHER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC