Working

You've been working hard
all the time
and it's very similar to me:
I know there's no room left here
Don't ya feel incomplete?

It may be all right
but in my heart it's not
working, working, working...

It may happen sometimes
I get weak just in thought
making love, making love...

I've been stuck on your eyes
those I'll never ever forget
missing the overview of your
apartment
Don't ya feel a crack deep?

It may be all right
but in my heart it's not
working, working, working...

It may happen sometimes
I get weak just in thought
making love, making love...

Making love...

I'd pay you just for you

come and take the parts

of your heart

left inside of my soul

I'd spend all my time

to eliminate

everything, everything

that reminds me of you...

It may be all right
but in my heart it's not
working, working, working...

It may happen sometimes
I get weak just in thought
making love, making love...