Well, you wonder why I always dress in black. Why you never see bright colors on my back. And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone. Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
All these sleepless nights I'm so tired of. I've got to find some sweet little thing to love. To put my arms around and hold oh-oh so tight. Well, I know I just can't last another night.
Talk me some sense talk me some sense. Put a song of love and laughter on your face. Talk me some sense talk me some sense. Cause the way you're talkin' now is a digrace.
I was taken by surprise by the thunder. Sit and stared out at the rain. Taken back, I was younger. In a vacant lot day. . And the fall brought an Indian summer.
High on love. . You say you'd never try it. 'Cause it's, oh, so wrong. You say you can resist it. 'Cause you're, oh, so strong. . But once you've had that feeling.