Jethro Tull This Is Not Love song lyrics

Winds howled, rains spit down.

All these nights playing precious games.

Cheap hotel in some seaboard town

Closed down for the winter and whispered names.

Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea

Snapped our heels half-heartedly.

How come you know better than me that this is not love?

No, this is not love.

Empty drugstore, postcards freeze

Sunburst images of summers gone.

Think I see us in these promenade days

Before we learned October's song.

Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree -

Curious, head bent to see.

How come you know better than me that this is not love?

No, this is not love.

This is not love, yeah.

How come you know better than me,

Well, how come you know better than me.

So how come you know better than me that this is not love?

This is not love.

Down to the sad south, smoky plumes

Mark that real world city home.

Broken spells and silent gloom

Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.

Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea

Snapped our heels half-heartedly.

And how come you know better than me that this is not love?

No, this is not love.

No, this is not love.

This is not love, this is not love, this is not love.