Saturday night, eleven-thirty.
I pick up the phone and it's you.
The sound of your voice says
You're way past lonely
And it's tempting cause I'm lonely too.
But one night of passion
Isn't what I'm looking for.
I'm glad you want me, but baby,
I want more.
Chorus
If this ain't love, I won't be your lover.
If what we're doing isn't real,
I can't do it anymore.
If you can't give forever,
I can't lie under your covers.
If this ain't love,
I won't be your lover.
The way you touch me,
Ah, I love the way you touch me.
Do you know the power you possess?
Nights like this you don't make it easy
'Cause I always was a slave to your caress.
But your feelings for me seem to change
from day to day,
So how could you know
How much it hurts me to say,
Chorus
If this ain't love, I won't be your lover.
If what we're doing isn't real,
I can't do it anymore.
If you can't give forever,
I can't lie under your covers.
If this ain't love,
I won't be your lover.