I really wanna tell you something This is just the way I am I really wanna tell you something, but I can't You make me want to be a man Arguments that have no meaning This is just the way I am You really wanna tell me something, but you can't You make me want to be a man
The thunder and the rain called you and you came We didn't need to say much to communicate Now it's different; 99% is misinterpreted
Every word you say finds a home in me Nothing that anyone could ever say Could hurt me like this Baby please, don't light that cigarette Don't light that cigarette