I Want a Love I Can See (A Love I Can Feel)
John Holt
I want a love I can see. (Ah-Pow-Pow)
That's the only kind that means a thing to me. (Ah-Pow-Pow)
Don't want a love you have to tell me about. (Ah-Pow-Pow)
That kind of loving I can sure do without. (I can sure do without)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want a love I can feel. (Doo-Doo)
That's the only kind of loving I think it's real. (Doo-Doo)
Don't want to be quoted by something I heard now. (Doo-Doo)
'Cause baby action speaks louder than words. (Ah, louder than words)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want a love that's mine. (I want a love, that's mine)
In the rain or in sun, sun, sunshine. (I want a love, that's mine)
A love to keep warm when it's cold. (I want a love, that's mine)
The kind of love that will never grow old. (Never grow old)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-uh-huh
(Don't you know I want a love)
(Why don't you know I want a love)
(Why don't you know I want a love)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Want a love I can see. (I wanna love I can see)
The kind of love you can give to me. (Give to me)
The kind of kisses to make, make me melt. (Ooo, make me melt)
The kind of love that can really be felt, now. (Really be felt)
Yeah, yeah, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby... I
Yeah, I want her love now.
The kind of love that can be felt.
Uh-huh. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby... I
Yeah
No I, I, I, I... I wanna love her.
Uh-huh. Yeah
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