He'll never love you like I can, can, can Why are you looking down all the wrong roads When mine is the heart and the soul of the song There may be lovers who hold out their hands but He could be a sinner, or a gentleman He could be your preacher, when

I can't hold on forever All I wanna do is let go Are you searching for an answer Or just peace of mind? When your life has lost its meaning Maybe you need a little time People keep talking But I can't hear a word they say Life just keeps moving

From where I'm standing I can see 'Cause Olivia Mae I saw you standing there Laughing, playing with your hair Looking like you walked out of a dream Olivia Mae I hope it ain't just me Us finding our own kind of meant to be Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm

I've been walking alone now For a long, long time I don't want to hang out now With the friends that just aren't mine I don't want to be with you anymore I just don't want you anymore I know you say Maybe some day I need never be alone

I bet you want the goodies. Bet you thought about it. Got you all hot and bothered. Mayb' 'cause I talk about it. Looking for the goodies Keep on lookin' 'cause they stay in the jar My goodies, my goodies, my goodies Not my goodies! I got a sick

No more same old someone else Back to the one you used to love like crazy Maybe you'll save me from myself I'm gonna run straight back to us, baby When the sun comes around again You won't be waking up in a stranger's bed I don't say what I mean I don't

You're nobody till somebody loves you You're nobody till somebody cares The world still is the same You'll never change it As sure as the stars shine above You may be a king You're nobody, nobody till somebody loves you You may be king You may posses the

(In the dark) I'd do anything for you I'd rather live outside It's just a fond farewell to a friend Maybe I'm a fool Maybe I should move I'm not brave This is not my life The markings on your surface

But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Say what he means Communication Think what he say Maybe on Monday he got something to say They want to get a statement for jesus' sake It's like a talking to the wall He's incommunicado no comment to

You may not be an angel I'll string along, string along String along with you, dear 'Cause angels are so few But until the day that one comes along I'll string along with you I'm looking for an angel To sing my love song to And until the day that one