songs don't mean anything and years they pass without a hit
missing targets is my way of knowing that I
give a damn when I am down, so down, out of town
I wish that you could know what temptation sounds like
when you should be there and she should be there, too…
it's undecided I know it's stupid, dreams come true
while you should be there and she should be there, with you
my song was playing she was listening
to all the tones, I could tell
I asked her for the inside meanings of what I'm saying
got no answer what the hell, what the hell?
why can't she tell?, what is this spell?
and only you could know what this sensation feels like
when you should be there, with me if I there, with you
it's undecided I know it's stupid, dreams come true
while you should be there and she should be there, with you
wherever you go I'll take you there
I know there's an a secret that you won't share
no pleading or begging, I just don't care
my gains in your lifetime could never compare, compare, compare
with your brown hair, and your windy stair
blow a kiss for the goodbye and test the wind for a smile
make it better just by touching your hair with my face
you're all I want for tonight.
