....is touching my soul
I know what I want but I just dont know
How to, go about gettin it.
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression is catchin my soul.
Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain,
You make love, you break love,
Its all the same.
When it's, when its over, mama.
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess.
Well, I think Ill go turn myself off,
And go on down
All the way down
Really aint no use in me hanging around
In your kinda scene
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess