Из альбома: Foreign Affair
[Written by - Albert Hammond & Holly Knight]
Oh I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When things are going wrong, why don't you ask me how I feel
The night is awful cold, ask me how I feel
You're much too loose to hold, why don't you ask me how I feel
I close my eyes, to follow you
To my surprise, you're so untrue
And I'm crying, I'm dying
Oh I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When you keep me hanging on, why don't you ask me how I feel
The waters run so deep, ask me how I feel
When I don't get any sleep, why don't you ask me how I feel
And when you're down, you lean on me
You're a fool, too blind to see
That I'm crying, I'm dying
Oh I'm waiting in the storm, why don't you ask me how I feel?
What the hell is going on? , why don't you ask me how I feel?
When you stay out late at night, ask me how I feel
When you think that I'm uptight, why don't you ask me how I feel oh
You don't treat me tender, no matter what I do
But I'm The Great Pretender, Woh-Ho-Ho-Ho
I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
What the hell is going on?
When you stay out late at night, You never ask me how I feel
You just say that I'm uptight
When you're down, I do for you
And now I find that you're untrue