I doesn`t feel right
The lights are too bright
I`m feeling uptight in my sensual world
I need to be you
I need to breathe too
I need to see through life
With these sensitive words
I could blame it on you
I could blame it on my instincts
I could blame it on the train to the plane
The boat to the shore
So tell me what`s the answer
No trouble in my face
There`s not one anxious voice
You know I can`t listen
I can`t listen
You say that you are everything
Do you taste good
So c`mon, c`mon, c`mon
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon
No air around me
I need to feel free
I`m private property
In my sensual world
No indecisions
I have a vision
There`s no collision there
With these sensitive words
I could blame it on you
I could blame it on my instincts
I could blame it on the train to the plane
The boat to the shore
So tell me what`s the answer
No trouble in my face
There`s not one anxious voice
You know I can`t listen
I can`t listen
You say that you are everything
Do you taste good
So c`mon, c`mon, c`mon
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon
No trouble in my face
There`s not one anxious voice
You know I can`t listen
I can`t listen
You say that you are everything
Do you taste good
So c`mon, c`mon, c`mon
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon
No trouble in my face
There`s not one anxious voice
You know I can`t listen
I can`t listen
You say that you are everything
Do you taste good
So c`mon, c`mon, c`mon
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon
All from too much choice yeh yeh
I could blame it on the train to the plane
The boat to the shore
So tell me what`s the answer
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon
C`mon, c`mon, c`mon