More — текст песни (John Waite)

Fell out of the sky sometime in 1952

Through the radiance

Looking for my shoes

Daddy left and momma cried

Had a passport for the blues

I didnt share their hometown point of view

Cause I need more

I need more

Just give me one good reason

What Im living for

In this uncertain world of circumstance

With one foot in the door

At the house of truth

Thats burnt down to the floor

I want more

Yeah

I need more

In my days

Tripping down the turnpike somewhere

Out there near the shore

Looking for some words to live by

In the uncertain moments in the loam

You can almost hear it shine

Is that voice Im hearing divine

Cause I hear more

I hear more

Just give me one good reason

What im living for

In this concrete world of fairy tales

Only innocence is pure

But there must be an answer

Yeah Im sure

So give me more

Yeah

Give me more in my day

Am I dreaming

Am I somewhere else

When Im lying in the darkness

Am I really by myself

There must be more

Yeah

More in my days

Am I dreaming

Am I someone else

When Im dancing in the darkness

Am I dancing by myself

There must be more

Must be more to this

Yeah

Cause I want more

Yeah

And I need more

And I hear more

Yeah

Give me more in my world everyday

Give me more

Yeah

Give me more

Give me more

Of this life