Driving home on a Saturday night, a little further in depth
I just spent my whole Saturday on a fruity thing that I just met
My brain is spinning like a hurricane, racing ahead on my wheels
I'm not sure what's coming over me, but I'm crazy about the way it feels
Let it please be love, my poor heart hasn't had enough
Please be love, every night I've been dreaming of
Someone to call my own, someone to give my heart a home
Let it please be love
I'm gonna call her on the telephone, when I get through my door
I've got to tell her what she's done for me, I ain't never felt like this before
She's not just another fantasy, I'm falling off of my heels
I'm not sure what's coming over me, but I'm crazy about the way it feels
Let it please be love, my poor heart hasn't had enough
Please be love, every night I've been dreaming of
Someone to call my own, someone to give my heart a home
Let it please be love
Let it please be love
Let it please be love
My poor heart hasn't had enough
Please be love
Every night I've been dreaming of
Please be love
My poor heart hasn't had enough
Please be love
Every night I've been dreaming of
Please be love