We want it all
Though we know...

Some kind of people
Always think about...

With every smile
You make me wish...

I just can’t get enough
Of you and me...

When you will go
What will I do...

Your eyes speak volumes
And you show everyone...

We don’t need to talk
We don’t need to touch...

Think about
Who you want to be...

Let your credit card bleed
To let the poorer ones live...

I am maybe clever
I am maybe pretty...

I need you to know
That I will stay...

I am still waiting for the dawn
Sitting on my bed...