Show Me Love
(Russian Phone Call)
This was a nicer tale
not the kind where sun is sold
never even noticed
we're suddenly crumbling
tell me how you've never
felt delicate or innocent
do you still have doubts
and does having faith make any sense
tell me nothing ever
comes lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses
cos there's no way to turn around
staring at your photograph
everything now in the past
never felt so lonely
I wish that you could show me love ...
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till you open the door
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I laugh on the floor
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till it's inside my porch
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I'm screaming for more ...
Random acts of mindlessness
common place occurrences
chances and surprises
another state of consciousness
tell me nothing ever comes
lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses
cos there's no way to turn around
tell me how you've never felt
delicate or innocent
do you still have doubts
that us having faith make any sense
you play games and play tricks
girls and girls
but you're the one
like a game of pick up sticks
played by fucking lunatics ...
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till you open the door
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I laugh on the floor
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till it's inside my porch
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I'm screaming for more ...
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Give me all that I want
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Give Me All That I Want
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Give Me All That I Want
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I'm Screaming For More ..
(Russian Phone Call)
This was a nicer tale
not the kind where sun is sold
never even noticed
we're suddenly crumbling
tell me how you've never
felt delicate or innocent
do you still have doubts
and does having faith make any sense
tell me nothing ever
comes lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses
cos there's no way to turn around
staring at your photograph
everything now in the past
never felt so lonely
I wish that you could show me love ...
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till you open the door
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I laugh on the floor
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till it's inside my porch
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I'm screaming for more ...
Random acts of mindlessness
common place occurrences
chances and surprises
another state of consciousness
tell me nothing ever comes
lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses
cos there's no way to turn around
tell me how you've never felt
delicate or innocent
do you still have doubts
that us having faith make any sense
you play games and play tricks
girls and girls
but you're the one
like a game of pick up sticks
played by fucking lunatics ...
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till you open the door
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I laugh on the floor
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till it's inside my porch
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I'm screaming for more ...
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Give me all that I want
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Give Me All That I Want
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Give Me All That I Want
Show Me Love
Show Me Love
Till I'm Screaming For More ..