Think it must be the rock apocalypse
Or the air that we breathe
Or maybe not, maybe it's the birds and the bees
At the end of a working day, it's your love I need
Foolish that I'd show it no way but as I do indeed
Not so long ago I bore witness to the revolution of my body against my mind as a war it were
Nor did I suspect that that that I would find would make our love absurd
At the end of a working day, it's your love I need
Foolish that I'd show it no way but as I do indeed
The truth is when you come close
Only you know how to work me
Only you can hurt me
May I be so bold as to make you understand that I'm embarrassed by the things I sometimes say?
When you're free you can bet you'll be lonely, not as the arm as a member of the man, I say
At the end of a working day, it's your love I need
Foolish that I'd show it no way but as I do indeed
It's your love I need
It's your love I need
At the end of a working day, it's your love I need