They say love is not a feeling
It's not even good or bad
And it's really not an open palm

That gently strokes your head

They say love is not a flower

It's not growing into bloom
And love could never be
Your savior or your doom


They also say that it's not endless
Not even in your hopes

And it certainly don't make you laugh
Cause it's also not a joke


Chorus:

Turn it up, turn it up, listen close

There's a talk about love on the radio
Well I said
Turn it up, turn it up, listen close

There's a talk about love on the radio

Some say love is not the answer

It's got no effect or goal
And they say that it ain't got no warmth
For this world so dark and cold


They say love is not a cigarette
Nor a starlit midnight walk

And they say it can't be leading us
Like an aging, blinding dog


They say love is not a butterfly
In your belly or your head
And love is not the raging sea

It's not even good in bed

They say love is not in color

On a plasma TV-screen
And love is not a gesture
Be it gracious or obscene


Chorus:


Turn it up, turn it up, listen close
There's a talk about love on the radio
Well I said

Turn it up, turn it up, listen close
There's a talk about love on the radio


But i found love it is more subtle
Exactly like its name
It's mostly coming easy

And leaves always so damn strange

But it's also overrated

So it's worthy of a song
And with all these expectations
We're bound to go just wrong


So let's lock love in a structure
A simple set of chords

A cage for it to look at
And no one will get hurt