My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand It's how I know now that you understand There's no plan, there's no kingdom to come I'll be your man if you got love to get done Sit here and watch the sunlight fade Honey, enjoy, it's gettin' late There's

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Baby, do you understand me now Sometimes you see that I'm mad But don't you know that no one Can always be an angel When everything goes wrong you see some bad But

You shine a little love on my life You shine a little love on my life and let me see Can you understand (yes I understand) Can you feel it's right (I know it is) Will you be the same (I'll do it all again) Although the things you've done I wouldn't

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

I can't understand why I've been put here I'm stuck in a world of sympathy With nobody watching over me To all those not living in the here and now And the words roll over and over Yet our hearts will never be lifted Where did they go? The days we used

Never gonna give you up No matter how you treat me So don't you think of leavin' Baby, don't you understand What you're doing to the man? Girl, you treat me bad and I know why I've seen you runnin' around with another guy And you think if you hurt me,

You're part of the game You're slave to the grind You're cursed You're damned By now you understand Is your key to the Otherland

Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall All my precious secrets, yeah You'd know them all You always second guess, wonderin You don't understand what it is That makes me tick But you wish you did

Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,

What's going on? Could this be my understanding It's not your fault, I was being too demanding I must admit it's my pride that made me distant All because I hoped that you'd be someone different There's not much to know about you Fear will always make