Sanguine psychology is wearing me out
Measure the gap between some day and right knight
The dichotomy of breathing in life
Is chasing you down and sleeping at night
And everybody here talks the same way
Everybody here thinks the same thing
But both cannot be bought (though I can be)
Reaching for (?),
I see my touch is always free
My love has got conditions
Love cannot be bought (though I can be)
Holding down her dress,
She sees my touch is always free
My love has got conditions
When you were running wild I was thinking it over,
Trying to hold this whole thing down
When you were running wild I was thinking it over, over
And everybody here used to stand for the everyman
Most of us agree that we need to make some changes
They should be ashamed of their corporate coup d'etat
We should be ashamed we let them take it that far
(?) and fight 'til your hands break
Be not deceived your necessary baby
Love cannot be bought (though I can be)
Reaching for her cheek,
I see my touch is always free
My love has got conditions
As love cannot be bought (though I can be)
Crawling down her dress,
She sees my touch is always free
My love has got conditions
When you were running wild I was thinking it over,
Trying to hold this whole thing down
When you were running wild I was thinking it over, over
When you were running wild I was thinking it over,
Trying to hold this whole thing down
When you were running wild I was thinking it over, over
When you were running wild I was thinking it over,
Trying to hold this whole thing down
When you were running wild I was thinking it over, over
When you were running wild I was thinking it over,
Trying to hold this whole thing down
When you were running wild I was thinking it over, over
My touch is always free
My love has got conditions
My touch is always free
My love has got conditions