(Crowe / Cochran)

Well I'm doing it again
I'm searing inside your picture
I'm supposed to be your friend
So I adjust what you want me to think
And I wonder what I'd do - if you blinked
Reached out and touched me

It's a wonder that I get any sleep
When the woman I need is so far out of reach
When we touch and when we talk
Our needs are the same
Well I ache for more of - What's her name?
What's her name?
What's her name?

And I know those earrings
And I have seen parts of that dress
And her hands sparkle with promises
Secrets I'm nev