Gumboots
I was having this discussionIn a taxi heading downtownRearranging my positionOn this friend of mine who hadA little bit of a breakdownI said breakdowns comeAnd breakdowns goSo what are you going to do about itThat's what I'd like to know
You don't feel you could love meBut I feel you could
It was in the early morning hoursWhen I fell into a phone callBelieving I had supernatural powersI slammed into a brick wallI said, hey, is this my problem?Is this my fault?If that's the way it's going to beI'm going to call the whole thing to a halt
You don't feel you could love meBut I feel you couldYou don't feel you could love meBut I feel you could
I was walking down the streetWhen I thought I heard this voice saySay, ain't we walking down the same street togetherOn the very same dayI said, hey Se~norita, that's astuteI said, why don't we get togetherAnd call ourselves an institute
You don't feel you could love meBut I feel you couldYou don't feel you could love meBut I feel you could