Under the old black magic called love I should stay away but what can I do I hear your name and I'm a flame Flame, flame of desire Only your kiss can put out the fire Your the mate that fate had me created for And every time your lips meet mine Down and

I swear I'll love you in a different way So let me redefine you And you can see the tide move Just like tears in the eyes do And when you're feeling alone Oh, baby, I'll be right here Between the sea and silence So breathe easy my dear You can find

And I feel so all alone I feel so all alone No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke How do you cry with inanimate eyes? You're never gonna smile with the way that you are I fell in love with a wind-up souvenir I bought it downtown as I was on my way to meet

'Cause they will always kick you when you're down Love for my love, hate for my hate Strength for my strength, pain for my pain Pride for my pride, match it inside You have to trust in yourself You must believe in yourself You have to follow your heart

Oh, I'd talk 'em outta daylight So I can spend another night with you It always does just what it will Here comes the sunrise Like it always does Always puts a damper on our kind of love Just like last night It always ends too soon I know it's only

Oh, the trouble with love Everybody knows it's the best kind, too It'll get you in deep, yeah, it always does Oh, but the trouble's gonna find you Oh, but I got no trouble with love Oh, and that's the trouble with love The trouble with time is that you

Stop running away, put it all on display Love when your anger increases You were born this way, everything has to fade But your anger increases The passing time we all betray Don't underestimate my faith How many more times can we make mistakes? So many

Every day, I need you even more At the nighttime too There's no way I could ever let you go Even if I wanted to Ordinary no, really don't think so Not a love this true Common destiny

Overpowered by funk, funk out Don't you love our Western ways? If you ain't reggae for it, funk out No-one knocking at your door, funk out It's combatative, repetitive Don't life just funk you out? Asinine, stupefying Can the clone-line dry you out? Part

Communication is the key to life Communication is the key to love Communication is the key to us There's over a thousand ways To communicate in our world today And it's a shame That we don't connect So if you also feel the need For us to come together