Reduce me down to carbon
Because I never use my senses
Why all these circumstances?
So go ahead, leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging, hu-hu-hu-hanging
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
My clothes, discrete
My whole, inside the sheets
My plans, ruined
My mind, forgotten
A grain of sand inside the delta
But now I understand my senses
What are my consequences?
So go ahead, leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging, hu-hu-hu-hanging
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Rescue me
I don't want to be good inside my head
I wanna be free
So go ahead, leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging, hu-hu-hu-hanging
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
So go ahead, leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Leave me hanging, hu-hu-hu-hanging
Leave me hanging (Oh ahh-oh)
Martha and The Vendellas had a song, Spicey: "You keep me Hanging on" I was reminded of it by this one of yours.
Again, I feel a Tamla Motown beat, if that means anything to you.
It's a compliment: I LOVE that music You have a good way of keeping me in a good mood. Thanks!