If I Didn’t Love You, I’d hate you.
Watching you play in the bath.
A soap sud stickleback navy,
A scrubbing brush landing craft.
Your skin gets softer and warmer,
I pat you down with a towel.
Tonight, it’s love by the fire.
My mind goes out on the prowl.
If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I…
If I… didn’t love you, I’d hate you.
I’m paying your stereogram.
Singles remind me of kisses.
Albums remind me of plans.
Tonight it’s love by the fire.
The wind plays over the coals.
Passionate looks are my fancy,
But you turn the look into stone.
If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I…
If I… didn’t love you, would you sit and glow by the fire?
If I didn’t love you, would you make me feel so?
Maybe love me.
If I didn’t love you.
Hmm, if I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I…
If I didn’t love you, I’d hate you.
Cocoa mugs sit side by side.
It’s time to poke at the fire,
But it’s «Not tonight» looks I find.
Taking a bite on a biscuit,
The record jumps on a scratch.
Tonight, it’s love by the fire.
The door of your love’s on the latch.
If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I… If I…
If I… didn’t love you, would you sit and glow by the fire?
If I didn’t love you, would you make me feel so?
Maybe love me.
If I didn’t love you.
If I… didn’t love you, would you sit and glow by the fire?
If I didn’t love you, would you make me feel so?
Maybe love me.
If I didn’t love you.
If I… If I… If I… didn’t… didn’t… didn’t… love you… love you…
love you.