Anita, can't you see That we are meant to be? And nothing's ever perfect, In this life. And we all feel as though adrift, Sure could use a lift. Why should it be any different Just for you? Anita, I need ya. No one will ever love you more. I need ya, Anita. Let's turn the after back into before. Did I do more than dull your shine? Fill your mouth with sour wine? Well, a hungry love, It needs a way to consume. But then I saw your eyes begin to see, Over my shoulder and past the trees. Some place where I know I don't belong. Anita, I need ya. No one will ever love you more. I need ya, Anita. Let's turn the after back into before.