| Lyrics |
What could make me think that I could live on borrowed love?
Now I see that I could never live on borrowed love.
It's three-o-one in the morninganother sleepless night
I feel your presence with me and it doesn't feel right.
And then it starts flowing through mefrom my feet right to my head
Then I scream calling out your name
I want you back in my bedmy bed.
What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love ? . . .
Like a drummer always beating the insides of my soul
Hidden feelings always seeking
The touch they knew ss well in the places that matter.
What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .I can't eat
I can
Y sleepthinking about who you're with.
Are you happy making me crazyyou were the best I ever had.
What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .
The pain of too much pleasure is all so clear to me
After you go nothing but ache to
Fill my emptinessemptinessemptiness.
What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .
What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .
What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .
|