Ian Moore Follow

The day will come, things will fall apart
The rusty lungs, the quieted heart
The nimble feet on high tension wires
The burnt out eyes when the streets caught fire

The Interstate's running down below
Drawn out it's lines to the headlights' glow
Of the city that would never sleep
Did she sell too quick when the price got steep?

Oh, look me in the eyes
You tell me that you didn't feel alive
Should we give it up, babe
Or should we give it a try?

But I gotta say, there were people that found you unstoppable
Serene as a sailor, you pulled the wool over their eyes
The hippies would say it was spiritual dissemination
You took everything that you needed and ran

Oh, look me in the eyes
You tell me that you didn't feel alive
Should we give it up, babe
Or should we give it a try?

Should we give it up, babe
Or should we give it a try?
Should we give it up, babe
Or should we give it a try?

But I gotta say there were people that found you unstoppable
Serene as a sailor, you pulled the wool over their eyes
The hippies would say it was spiritual dissemination
You took everything that you needed and ran
We ran, we ran, we ran

But wouldn't you like to be loved by
But wouldn't you love to be loved by
Wouldn't you love to be loved by

I know you're thinking â€~bout
I know you're thinking â€~bout

Loved by, loved by someone else
I know you're thinking â€~bout it
I know you're thinking â€~bout
Loved by, wouldn't you love to be loved by?

Wouldn't you love to be loved by
Loved by someone else
You know you're thinking â€~bout it
I know you're thinking â€~bout

Loved by, loved by someone else
I know you're thinking â€~bout
I know you're thinking â€~bout
Loved by, isn't it nice to be loved by?

Wouldn't you love to be loved by?
Loved by someone else
I know you're thinking â€~bout it
I know you're thinking â€~bout

Loved by, loved by someone else
I know you're thinking â€~bout it
I know you're thinking â€~bout
Loved by, isn't it nice to be loved by?
Isn't it nice to be loved

To be loved, to be loved
To be loved, to be loved
To be loved, to be loved
To be loved, to be loved

To be loved, to be loved
Isn't it nice to be
Wouldn't you love to be loved?

The day will come, things will fall apart
The rusty lungs, the quieted heart
The nimble feet on high tension wires