This could be love Don't know what to do with you baby You just got me actin' so crazy And I think this could be love I just can't say no to you baby Whatever you want I'm so gone I can't think And I think it might be love

Oh, I hate it when that happens to me Dog bites man, man loses girl Well, I once knew a man who was going insane He let love chase him right up a tree It took the police and a fire truck just to bring him back down It made the front page of the paper,

Ooh, you make me live Oh, you're my best friend You're my best friend Ooh, you make me live now honey I'm happy at home Whatever this world can give to me It's you you're all I see Oh, you're the best friend that I ever had I've been with you such a long

Easier said than done I won't let you forget me I still see your shadows in my room Can't take back the love that I gave you It's to the point where I love and I hate you And I cannot change you so I must replace you (oh) I thought you were the one

Sara, oh Sara I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky When the children were babies and played on the beach You came up behind me, I saw you go by You were always so close and still within reach Whatever made you want to change your mind So easy to look

Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Wake up to the sound of your fleeting heart When you go, what you leave is a work of art On my chest, on my heart And my love is yours but your love's not mine And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find She went out

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

Always gettin' in trouble And leaving little girls who hate to see me go 'Cuz I'm bad news, everywhere I go Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha Well bad news travels like wildfire, good news travels slow They call me Ol' Wildfire, 'cuz everybody knows That

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

Situation number one, it's the one that's just begun But evidently it's too late Situation number two, it's the only chance for you It's controlled by denizens of hate Situation number three, it's the one that no one sees Is all too often dismissed as