Anita, can't you see
That we are meant to be?
And nothing's ever perfect,
In this life.
And we all feel as though adrift,
Sure could use a lift.
Why should it be any different
Just for you?
Anita, I need ya.
No one will ever love you more.
I need ya, Anita.
Let's turn the after back into before.
Did I do more than dull your shine?
Fill your mouth with sour wine?
Well, a hungry love,
It needs a way to consume.
But then I saw your eyes begin to see,
Over my shoulder and past the trees.
Some place where I know I don't belong.
Anita, I need ya.
No one will ever love you more.
I need ya, Anita.
Let's turn the after back into before.