Who or what was I before you came into my life,nI am not sure.nYou opened up a brand new part of menWhen you opened up the door,nTime has slipped away,nI am living in a changeless state of now,nI'd like to pay a visit to my former selfnBut I don't know hownnIS THIS LOVE?nIS THIS LOVE?nIS THIS LOVE?nIS IT JUST A DRUGnI CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF,nHOOKED BY THE PUSHERnIN A SMALL BLACK DRESS,nI SAY YES.nnI have to reassess all the values thatnThat have brought me down this road,nThe independant man against the benefitsnOf sharing the load.nI'm thinking of children,nThinking of mirrors and lies,nI'm questioning everythingnI once held sacred in my life.nnIS THIS LOVE?nIS THIS LOVE?nIS THIS LOVE?nIS IT JUST A DRUGnI CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF,nHOOKED BY THE PUSHERnIN A SMALL BLACK DRESS,nI SAY YES.nnA certain chemical is releasedninto the bloodstreamnWhen we meet,nInducing a feeling of well being,nThat everything's complete,nI cannot abuse or refusenThe feeling of the rush,nIt's coming on so strong when we kiss,nAnd ooh when we touch.nnIS THIS LOVE?nIS THIS LOVE?nIS THIS LOVE?nIS IT JUST A DRUGnI CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF,nHOOKED BY THE PUSHERnIN A SMALL BLACK DRESS,nI SAY YES.