So much for all my dreamsnSo much for what I think you arenSo much for all my plansnSo much, What about my wandering?nYour Twenty-Something flesh has got me wanting more.nnNow I'mnnHolding on to record store dreamsnHolding on to what I think you arenHolding on to kiss the pretty girlnHolding on, What about my wandering?nYour Twenty-Something flesh has got me wanting more.nnNow there'snnMuch more than I could dreamnMuch more than what I think you arenMuch more then I could wantnWhat about my wandering...?nnNow I'm lost in this crowd and everybody's dancing around me.nDancing around you and you know how I feel... about dancingnAnd you know how I feel...Do you know how I feel?nCould your Twenty-Something flesh have me touching younReaching out, Touching me, Touching you, Reaching out, Reaching in, Reaching out, Reaching in, Touching you, Reaching out,nnNow there'snnMuch more than I could dreamnMuch more than what I think you arenMuch more than I could wantnWhat about my wondering?nYour Twenty-Something Flesh has got me wanting morenNow you're gone...Now you're gonenWhat about my wanderingnYour Twenty-Something Flesh had got me wanting morenNow you're gone