Then I look at you On the night line Just one look at you And the world's alright with me And I know it's gonna be a lovely day For the night line When I wake up in the morning light Sunlight hurts my eyes Something without warning, love

Still falling for you And just like that You are all for me All I breathe All I feel is you No one can lift me, catch me the way that you do It took us a while With love on the line

You, I know you`re everything That I've been looking for And I, I look into your eyes And could not ask for more So it`s only fair to lay it on the line Hold on, I`m gonna need a little time But if I ever fall in love again Sometimes when this broken

You call me home Oh, oh, I was in you, your heart was in me We were lovers, babe, I believed We were in love, we were in line We were strong but we wither and die Now you're calling me, calling me home Pulling me out of the crowd Calling me, calling me

This whiskey got me feelin' pretty So pardon if I'm impolite I just really need your ass with me I'm sorry 'bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I'm turnt up off sizz' and "I love you" Is the only

You know love will set you free If you’re ever feeling lonely If you’re ever feeling down You should know you’re not the only one ‘cause I feel it with you now When the world is on your shoulders and you’re falling to your knees You know love will set

Didn't they say that only love will win in the end Alone again And you saw me low Loneliness and all I was stuck to the spot without a friend And I hunger and I thirst For some shiver For some whispered words And the promise to come

You know, you got me with the love and feeling I know, my body cares only what to say Got to keep it all in line, all in line (Sexual attraction is confusing, maddening, euphoric, even dangerous. It drives people to extreme behavior, even unspeakable

Breathe, this is love without love without love without love without love without love Love, what've you done with my tongue? Maybe this could be the kind of one Where I sit on the words Or talking through each style Everything is overheard See

We are revolution radio Operation 'no control' And the headline 'my love's bullet proof' Give me cherry bombs and gasoline Debutantes in surgery And the headline 'legalize the truth' We will be seen but not be heard Scream, with your hands up in the sky