| Descending the stairs
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| I start with the feeling
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| That something I needed was lost
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| And going through my pockets
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| I wasn’t really sure what it was
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| And walking through the morning air
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| I get a feeling that something was no longer there
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| So I went through all my pockets again
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| And didn’t know what I lost
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| Then back up the stairs, that night
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| When I switched on the light, it felt empty and dark
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| The answer came through to me, clear as a voice from above
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| That I can’t live without anything
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| If I can’t live without love
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| I don’t need a million things
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| Need a brighter screen
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| Need a tropical dream
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| I don’t need the latest wheels
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| Just to roll me around
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| I don’t need to dress to impress
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| Keeping up with the rest
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| Stamper brand on my chest
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| I don’t need to read about the
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| I don’t need position
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| I don’t need confession
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| I don’t need the session to talk
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| Nothing’s as important, now I’m living somewhere above
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| Cause I can’t live without anything
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| Now I can’t live without love
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| Cause I can’t live without anything
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| Now I can’t live without love
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| What’s your definition of love?
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| Love? |
| It’s kind of like, you know, when you see a fog in the morning,
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| when you wake up before the sun comes out. |
| It’s just there a little while,
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| and then it burns away…
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| Really?
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| Absolutely
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| It burns away?
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| Yes. |
| Quickly
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| I don’t need permission
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| Holding my position
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| Changing my decisions
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| Wondering just why, and where, and how, and what is allowed
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| Late night complications
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| Futile conversations
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| Endlessly in the morning
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| With the same few situations
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| I don’t need to read about the
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| (Getting louder, and louder, and louder, and louder…)
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| I don’t need position
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| I don’t need confession
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| I don’t need the session to talk
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| Nothing’s as important, now I’m living somewhere above
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| Cause I can’t live without anything
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| Now I can’t live without love (love, love, love…)
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| Cause I can’t live without anything
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| Now I can’t live without love (Without love…) |