Из альбома: Love Is the Only Goal: The Best of Wendy Waldman
Carrying on a conversation
Looking in your eyes
The words they seem to pass us by
You know as well as I
How many kinds of tribulation
Must a friend endure
The years they leave a man unsure
Of when to beg when he is poor
Oh baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I'm crazy too
But mad mad me I love you
Oh baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I'm crazy too
But mad mad me I love you
Carrying on in a world of silence
Your eyes aflame to me
They jump and burn and make me see
How much to you I want to be
Oh baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I'm crazy too
But mad mad me I love you
Well baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I'm crazy too
But mad mad me I love you
I said mad mad me I love you