I tell you something I got something to saynI cant remember I stepped out of the roomnWhen you don't want it well they give it awayndon't try to fight it cos youre trick babies foolnnI need to make up need to make up my mindnI need to wake up need to wake up my soulnYou're on my wavelength and the frequencie's finenYou're coming out from the coldnnSo give me something cos I'm raw to the corennI said I'd love you and I'll love you to deathnI said I'd want you till you breathe your last breathnI said I'd need you and my need is divinenYeah like the lover who got stuck in his mindnnYeah like the twisted heart that's tortured and coldnWho listens carefully but never be toldnThe pain and misery that love always bringsnThese are my favourite thingsnnSo give me something cos I'm raw to the core