Whitney Houston, Clean Bandit
How Will I Know

How will I know?
How, how will I know?
There’s a boy I know, he’s the one I dream of (He’s the one I dream of)
Looks into my eyes, takes me to the clouds above, mm
Ooh, I lose control, can’t seem to get enough (Can’t seem to get enough)
When I wake from dreaming, tell me, is it really love?

Ooh, how will I know? (Don’t trust your feelings)
How will I know?
How will I know? (Love can be deceiving)
How will I know?

How will I know if he really loves me?
I say a prayer with every heartbeat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I’m asking you what you know about these things
How will I know?
How will I know?