Dear, oh dear, what a sorry state we're in. This time there's nowhere to hide. We're facing the firing squad side by side. 1986. This is full relapse. They said the ocean's on fire. Say it isn't true. Say it isn't true. The truth never hurt so much. Can

Leave a tender moment alone I know the moment isn't right Then it's the best feeling I've even known It's undeniably real Leave a tender moment Leave it alone Even though I'm in love Sometimes I get so afraid I'll say something so wrong

And if you know who you are, And if my heart's had wings, I'd be the bird that sings, I'd fly where love isn't shy And everyone is willing to try. And if we had the time, And time's so hard to find, I can't believe what you say, Start sending those

The weather is frightening The thunder and lightning Seem to be having their way But as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day The turn in the weather Will keep us together So I can honestly say That as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day And

Isn't it good Norwegian wood? I once had a girl Or should I say she once had me She showed me her room She asked me to stay And she told me to sit anywhere So I looked around And I noticed there wasn't a chair I sat on a rug biding my time

Say it isn't so It isn't so. I say it isn't soit isn't so Say it isn't so painful to tell me that you're dissatisfied Last time I asked you I really got a lame excuse I know that you lied Now wicked things can happen you see 'em goin' down in war But

I'll use that star to write I love you A thousand times across the sky One thing isn't very clear, my love Should the teacher stand so near, my love? Graduation's almost here, my love Did you say I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think, I'm tryin' not

No, I can't be the on-only one Ooh ooh ooh, give me a sign That you feel it too Baby, cross the line Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh, I need more When we're making this up Say it isn't so 'Cause I'm so desperate for you I can taste your skin on my tongue (my tongue)

I'll use that star to write, I love you A thousand times across the sky One thing isn't very clear, my love Should the teachers stand so near, my love Graduation's almost here, my love Did you say that I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think I'm

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string I'd say that I had spring fever But I know it isn't spring I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing Oh, why should I have Spring