Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Because her body language is like poetry
I'm falling but she's holding me
She's calling but I'm not sure it's me
I don't know if she sees in me
What she thinks a man's supposed to be
For love is deep and I wonder if
She's really in love with me
Or rather the idea of P-A-T-R-I-C-E see girls before have lied to me
If I let her deep inside of me
Would that be her place rightfully
If I made her queen over me
Would she rule her queendom rightiously
Or just want a slice of me
Are you the one for me
Are you the one for me
Are you the one for me
Are you the one for me
Is it me that you want
Is it me that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it me that you want
If she was on the other side of the world
Would she find to me
Or settle for the next best man
If there was no sign of me
She want those stones from Sierra Leone?
Over there we call them die-money
Or be side by side with me like ebony and ivory
Would she be surprised to read the pages of my diary
Is she into Hollywood ideals or into reality-not on TV
What will it be is she strong enough to keep it real
You know the deal so you tell me
Are you the one for me
Are you the one for me
Are you the one for me
Are you the one for me
Is it me that you want
Is it me that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it love that you want
Is it me that you want
Am I the one
The one
The one that she wants
Right am I the one
The one
The one that she wants
Is it me that she wants
Is it me that she wants
Is it me that she wants
She wants