

Late nights in the garden,
sun sinking slow
Conversations flowing,
but the words don't show
You don’t know
what love is…
You don’t know
what love is…
You don’t know
what love means
to me… (yeah)
We sit with the silence,
the evening draws near
Memories linger,
but the feeling stays clear
You don’t know
what love is…
You don’t know
what love is…
You don’t know
what love means
to me… (ooh)
In the haze of the evening,
the truth starts to show
You don’t know
what love is…
You don’t know
what love is…
You don’t know
what love means
to me…