Based on pure assumption I know how I feel, it’s enough for me Taken from the fingers of experience I face the collision head on when it’s inevitable
Based on no reaction, intuition’s real, it’s enough for me Taken from the mouth of experience the way that you are build babe, it’s inevitable
Might wanna check this one out. It’s got a certain kinda ring to it
Try as I might, no, no I can’t seem to find no logic in this pattern So it’s my compromise, my compromise and no solution Words painted on the walls no one sees their cause and no one hears No, no one hears and I’ve no control over this
And I can’t seem to find my peace in here no more ease to me it’s like an easel holding all the blame Like a picture of us making love, oh yeah The blame of you and me making love
Try as I might, no, no I can’t seem to find no logic in this pattern So it’s my compromise, my compromise and no solution Words painted on the walls no one sees theirt cause and no one hears No, no one hears and I’ve no control over this no more
And I can’t seem to find my peace in here no more ease to me it’s like an easel holding all the blame Like a picture of us making love, oh yeah I take the blame off you and me with making love
I just wanna make love… to you, baby Sweet love… just you and me And as my love will be my witness My love will beat the sickness Make love… to you, baby
I take the blame Like a picture of us making love, oh yeah I take the blame off you and me with making love, oh yeah The blame off you and me with making love I take the blame off you and me with making love
Will you keep it spinning around Keep it turning like a wheel ? Like the world that keeps on turning ever in ? are yearning Keep it spinning around