Is This What You Call Love? Songtext

von Stephen Sondheim

Is this what you call love?
This endless and insatiable smothering
Pursuit of me
You think that this is love?

I'm sorry that you're lonely
I'm sorry that you want me as you do
I'm sorry that I fail to feel the way you wish me to feel
I'm sorry that you're ill
I'm sorry you're in pain
I'm sorry that you aren't beautiful
But yes
I wish you'd go away and leave me alone

Everywhere I turn there you are
This is not love but some kind of obsession
Will you never learn when too far is too far?
Have you no concern for what I feel, what I want?

Love is what you earn and return
When you care for another so much that others set free
Don't you see?
Can't you understand?

Love's not a constant demand
It's a gift you bestow
Love isn't sudden surrender
It's tender and slow, it must grow

Yet everywhere I go you appear or I know you are near
This is not love just a need for possession
Call it what you will, this is not love, this is the reverse
Like a curse, something out of control
I've begun to fear for my soul