Mmm, you're a loaded man

Claims to notice how much this heart can stand

Mmm, you're a loaded woman

Likes to know which way she's goin'

When the room is quiet

I can hear the heat beside us

When the room moves slowly

I get to know what lifts you up

And what brings you down

You don't have to be good all the time

On your knees in the desert repenting

Turning water into wine

Oh you don't have to be

Mmm, mmm...

Mmm...

And apart from my daydreams

I still hold myself the most highly

Lending myself to the moment

Knowing this movement will surely get me going

When the room is quiet

I can hear the heat beside us

When the room moves slowly

I get to know what lifts you up and what brings you down