It defies common sense;
They say that I should stay.
But why would anyone want sense
That was common anyway?
So I will come and board your plane,
We leave at half past ten.
And I'll say bye to family
I may never see again.
Just tell me one thing, before we flee,
For I admit that I still habour doubt
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
Walking down the garden path,
My suitcase in my hand.
My boyhood dog he follows me
For he don't understand.
I'm sorry boy to leave you,
You've been my bestest pal.
You've cared for me for many years,
But she'll care for me now.
Grasping the letter you sent to me,
Stating most conclusively
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
Waiting at our meeting place,
Our plane takes to the skies.
Images of love and foreign lands
Dripping from my eyes.
My stomach turns, my knees are weak,
I'll tell you it is rough,
To love someone completely
And still not be enough.
But I will continue to wait for you,
Be it optimistically
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
That you want me.
Oh, that you want me.