| Oh, she was wonderful, oh, | |
| Well it's a shame she is insanely wonderful, | |
| I feel alive in links to my body whole, | |
| Like Mr. Jones | |
| I just want somebody who's | |
| Sitting by the campfire light in the summer time, | |
| Good times with friends, | |
| What's yours is mine, | |
| My life is yours,' | |
| Cause you are, mine | |
| So we're waiting by the shoals on the wave we've been looking for, | |
| To lie awake at night and make love, | |
| Touch me, the way you touch me, | |
| Made me alive | |
| Well I consider enough all the things | |
| I've done, | |
| A pretty little thing - don't let this thing just run away | |
| I know I think too much, | |
| About a world where | |
| I think too much |