If This Isn't Love

A secret, a secret, he says I've got a little secret

A secret, a secret, a secret kind of secret

I'm aching for to shout it to every daffodil

And tell the world about it; in fact, I think I will



If this isn't love, the whole world is crazy

If this isn't love, I'm daft as a daisy

With moons all around and cows jumping over

There's something amiss, and I'll eat my hat if this isn't love



If this isn't love, then winter is a summer

If this isn't love, my heart needs a plumber

I'm swinging on stars; I'm riding on rainbows

I'm busting with bliss, and I'll kiss your hand if this isn't love