I wanna love More than anything Don't you think that I'd love somebody If I could trust Don't you think that I'd let you touch me Teach me to love I hope there's still hope for me Teach me everything God knows I try

'Cause everything just goes away my friend And every king knows it to be true And every kingdom must one day come to an end The birds still sing outside these These windows where we sat together Like nothing ever happened here oh The white house on the

There's a world we can visit if we go outside Outside, outside, we can follow the road Outside, outside, no one knows Can you hear me now? I used to dream every night, now I never dream at all I'm hopin' that it's cause I'm livin' everything I want I

Run run runaway, runaway baby Before I put my spell on you You better get get getaway, getaway darling 'Cause everything you heard is true You poor little heart will end up alone 'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone So you better run run runaway,

She's just so mmm She's got it all figured out She knows what everything's about And when anybody doubts her Such a fortunate fool She's just too good to be true She's such a fortunate fool Or sings songs without her She knows the world is just her stage

She knows how to love me How to, how to love me I know, I know I know how to make you feel like a king I know how to be your everything I love how you do, got nowhere to run I know I'm the one you're thinking about I know I'm the one you can't do without

He knows everything It's just a minor thing And I'm a minor king I change the key from C to D You see to me it's just a minor thing, yo To readjust you've got to trust You've got your bit part, Mozart Hot dart acceleration Pop art, pistol chasin'

Stay with me, Did I say that I need you? No one knows this more than me. Everything you gave Yes, I understand that every life must end, aw-huh, As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw-huh, Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands The ones I

Everything you gave Stay with me Did I say that I need you? No one knows this more than me Nothing you would take Yes, I understand that every life must end, aw huh, As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw huh, yeah, I'm a lucky man to count on

You're just the last of the real ones (You're just the last of the real ones) 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a