You came along, lost, honoured in style and I, I broke you heart and that is where it is now. It's the drift of the call, but could I bring it back to you now?
But like the wind, like my softness is coming, you'll admit, that it's some kind of a haunting, I'm gorgeously funky, but I'm down here and you're over there
You're the one, don't ask why, this is where it is going
You're the one, there is no use in you riding or driving away
What's it gonna be, are you gonna stay
What are you trying to say, are you gonna say no way?
As you gently hold me and whisper real softly that
you're the one, the one I want.
And I know, we're doing fine.
This is all unusual,are you afraid?
Listen to the thinking, I'm not the bate.
It hurts so many times
Slowly turning back from where we have come.