Ooooo oooooo Now, I′m craving your body, is this real
Temperatures rising, I don't want to feel
I′m in the wrong place to be real
Woahh when I'm; longing to love you
Kissing and hugging and holding you tight
Whoa ohhh oh Reasons, the reasons that we hear,
Our feelings won′t they won′t disappear
And after the love games have been played
All our illusions were just a parade
And all the reasons start to fade
And, in the morning when I rise,
No longer feeling hypnotized
Find our reasons, our reasons, our reasons
(Phillip Bailey last solo)
Yeah, yeah, Yeaaaaaah, mmm, mmm, mmm mmm yeaah. Whoooaaa yeah, yeah, Oooo Baby,
Why my love it won't disappear
Why I love ya, hey, hey, hey, I love ya, love ya.
Whoaaa yeah- ahh-ahh baby
Ladies and Gentlemen Mr. Don Myrick on the Alto horn
He plays so beautiful don't you agree
He said, it′s all about lo-ve
It's all about love Ooo baby