can i count on you

I think I've seen the look before, yes, it's kind of non-commital. It says come hither, baby, but then he's hard wood to whittle. it says it don't mean a thing, but still, somebody does. He'd like you to join the club that likes to say there's no such thing as love and it's a mad mission under difficult conditions not everybody makes it to the loving cup. It's a mad mission but I got the ambition mad, mad mission sign me up. Sometimes you find yourself flying low at night flying blind and looking for any sign of light You're cold and scared, and all alone You'd do anything just to make it home.