Terry Hall – Sense

I’m flying high on something beautiful and aimless
It’s got a name but I prefer to call it nameless
It comes and goes leaves me on a bed of splinters
Feels like I’m living in a town closed down for winter

The taste of Love
The more you get, the more you want
And all because

The only reason is just because
It all makes Sense
When you’re near
It all makes Sense

I’m standing high on tiptoes looking over fences
Waiting for somebody like you to kiss me Senseless
I’ve had a bellyfull of faces drawn in sadness
I want to jump deep into tides of loving madness

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