A faded kind of mellow.....a long way from the previous post

This love is a strange love
I think I'm gonna fall again
And ever when you held my hand
And turn 'em in your fingers
It didn't mean a thing,
This love
Now rehearsed we stay,
this love doesn't know it is love
It hasn't have to feel love
It hasn't need to be love
It hasn't mean a thing
This love is a strange love, strange love
I think I'm gonna fall again.............