Tell me, what's the use Of the twenty-four inch waist If you don't touch me? Tell me, what's the use again Of being on TV every day If you don't watch me?
This house is full of emptiness My closet's full of dresses That I'll never wear My life is full of people But you're my only friend My best friend
Hope it isn't too late To say "I love you" Hope it isn't too late to say That without you this place looks like London It rains every day Don't you know it, babe I'm only half a body Without your embrace
Let me tell you why My heart is an unfurnished room Any suggestions? Don't have to tell you more than that 'Cause no one knows me like you do Without exception...