Too many voices Too many noises Invisible wires keeping us apart So many choices Some disappointments And they only steal me away from you Come into our private bubble Let's get into all kinds of trouble
Slide over here let your hands feel the way There's no better method to communicate Girl stop your talking Words just get in the way I'll be your man
So baby come over From the end of the sofa I'll be your man I'll be your man So many faces Staring at their shoelaces When all anyone want is to be seen
Well tonight let's be honest We all want to be wanted And darlin' you've got me wantin' you Everything that I'm trying to say Just sounds like a worn out clich?, so...
What are we all looking for? Someone we just can't ignore It's real love dripping from my heart, You've got me tripping What are we all looking for?