Based on pure assumption
I know how I feel, it’s enough for me
Taken from the fingers of experience
I face the collision head on when it’s inevitable
Based on no reaction
Intuition’s real, it’s enough for me
Taken from the mouth of experience
The way that you are build babe, it’s inevitable
Might wanna check this one out. It’s got a certain kinda ring to it
Try as I might, no
No I can’t seem to find no logic in this pattern
So it’s my compromise, my compromise and no solution
Words painted on the walls
No one sees their cause and no one hears
No, no one hears and I’ve no control over this
And I can’t seem to find my peace in here no more
Ease to me it’s like an easel holding all the blame
Like a picture of us making love, oh yeah
The blame of you and me making love
Try as I might, no
No I can’t seem to find no logic in this pattern
So it’s my compromise, my compromise and no solution
Words painted on the walls
No one sees theirt cause and no one hears
No, no one hears and I’ve no control over this
No more
And I can’t seem to find my peace in here no more
Ease to me it’s like an easel holding all the blame
Like a picture of us making love, oh yeah
I take the blame off you and me with making love
I just wanna make love… to you, baby
Sweet love… just you and me
And as my love will be my witness
My love will beat the sickness
Make love… to you, baby
I take the blame
Like a picture of us making love, oh yeah
I take the blame off you and me with making love, oh yeah
The blame off you and me with making love
I take the blame off you and me with making love
Will you keep it spinning around
Keep it turning like a wheel?
Like the world that keeps on turning
Ever in? Are yearning
Keep it spinning around