Sanoja: Grandaddy. Could This Be Love?.

So here it finally goes
And home to what I really know
I know it more than my mom
And I know it a lot more than my dad
I know it better than all of the friends I've had
The only word that's on my skin that isn't written in pen
I think back again to the pool in Vegas
And the parks down south
The ramps everywhere I couldn't live without

Could this be love

It knows they say it did
And try to say they know

They never really know
If they never really did
And if you really did
Then it doesn't matter anyhow
Doesn't mattera?¦

Could this be love