My hands are aching, shaking, wanna touch your body
That's wrong, I won't be making love 'cause you don't want me
Oh and I can't think straight. I know it's too late
I see you bathed in color, something new and different
My love life's sets of suitors envy your conviction
Oh but they always win. Do you know I'm in
I make up so much but it never makes me happy
It's just my wishful thinking that I think might end me
Oh but you talk so good. And I would if I could
I'm falling, falling down
Don't let me touch the ground
Feels like I'm spinning out
I think I need you now
I'm falling, falling down
Don't let me touch the ground
Feels like I'm spinning out
I think I need you now