If all it takes is flowers and flattery
Then the weather's just as fickle as your heart it seems
Then the Taj Mahal is just a structure built to keep the rain from you
because no matter what you do, it always floods my dreams
Young man, what you gonna do
when love gets a hold of you?
‘Cause you've had blues so long
that it's become your song
and it will knock you off your feet
until you right your wrong
‘cause you've had to take the heat
but still carry on
while the midnight lingers on
Euphoria
If all it takes is white wine and sympathy
Someone to listen to you tell them all the little things you need
Then the unemployment line is where you find the man with that kind of time
I wish you all the best, I wish you all of God's speed
Young man, what you gonna do
when love gets a hold of you?
‘Cause you've had blues so long
that it's become your song
and it will knock you off your feet
until you right your wrong
‘cause you've had to take the heat
but still carry on
while the midnight lingers on
Euphoria
Euphoria
Euphoria
Euphoria . . .